It's not you love its me ..she said.

Her words struck me like a cobra.
It’s not you love its me
The venom of the snake bite
Swirled in my blood.
I was losing my life.
In my heart it tried to pump
blood and move oxygen
into my lungs.
But it failed instead 
the searing pain of shock.
I want to faint but I can’t.
If I faint the pain will stop.
But my soul is screaming for air.
This is like a heart attack
One moment you are reading
A book the next
gasping on the floor
clutching your chest.
It’s not you love its me.
How self absorbed
Like your choices
are the ones that matter.
I look at my chest
Surely someone has ripped
The part of you 
I thought was mine
out of my heart.
Then it all came to me.
You were never in my heart
Always In yourself.
you are you and I am me.
The silence in the room
became deafening.
Hearts fall to pieces
quietly like this.
Its screams of agony 
are silent and inside.
The door clicked quietly.
As you left with a suitcase
In your hand.
I wondered
what you would do 
when you opened it later
and found my heart inside.