She Went Fishing

She caught me line and hook like a fish. And even though the wait had been painful I thought in the back of my mind this is it. The bait was just the appetizer. My heart pumps harder and harder as the line gets reeled back in. When I finally reach her hands and she unhooks me from the hook she gives me one good glance than flings me back into the ocean with a fierce thrust of the hand. A huge splash is all you could hear, at least the sound might mask my pain. Even though I was free to go I was still prisioned inside. Because just like with fishing Ive just had a hook in my mouth at least figuratively. Excepts its my heart that is cut and left for dead bleeding in the water. I swim away. And I dont think I will ever be the same. Thats the last thing said and than I sunk under water.