You need not to tell me—
Yet you did without even
Realizing that my newly
Blooming heart turned suddenly
Into a heap of ragged clothing
On the cold and damp floor that
No one can wear and
No one wants to touch.

I smirked at the scene’s absurdity.
I laughed at my own heart’s fragility.
You stared and shook your head but still
I laughed some more.