His Heartbreak

The words,
were a deadening force
They shot through his blood, to his heart.
Bullets,
so quickly,
the words shattered it all.
Hot tears trickled, touching his cheeks,
dampening his parted lips.
He wiped the tears,
the vulnerability,
from his face.
His lips closed
his eyes darkened.
Stubborn.
he swore to himself,
that he would never allow it to happen again.
never let anyone
rip his heart from his chest,
tear it to shreds
so easily
like a child tearing up an old drawing they no longer cared for.
Never would he allow himself
to be broken,
to be crushed,
to be knocked across the face with words like the ones
She had spoken.