A broken beat...

She played 
Her sorrows,
I wanted 
A tomorrow,
In the dark
She gave me 
Her time,
For a while
I told her
She was mine,
My words 
Were complicated,
Her words
Were frustrating,
Like a symphony 
She had me,
Like reality 
She freed me,
Her tears 
Trickled down 
The strings,
As my fears
Played 
Broken dreams,
Her song 
Was killing me,
Now I leave
Feeling guilty,
Her heart 
Was bleeding,
She couldn't 
Play while
Breathing,
Her favourite kind of note
Was her suicide prose...