This can't be true.
You can't be real.
H-how.. W-why..
Zero, don't be such an idiot.
You know I'm here, and you know it's true.
Don't you remember me this way?
You thought I was a good deer, didn't you.
You thought I was your lovely mother.
I have to tell you something "son".
I lied.
I am not you mother, and I never will be.
Your mother died right after you where born.
His eyes burned, a shivering through his hole body.
Why did you do this to me? Who are you?
You are supposed to be dead.. This can't be happening, please, tell me you're not real!
Zero, I am real, and I am here to tell you what I should've told you a long time ago.
I am your mothers sister.
When she died, she said to me I had to take care of you.
She didn't even asked me if I wanted to.
You were such a pain, Zero.
You never listened, and never did what I told you to do.
I called you Zero, because you are a Zero.
Why are you telling me this!
I don't want you to..
Please, go away..
His slowly lifted up his feet, and stepped back.
No, Zero. I'm not finished.
I want you to know how you ruined my life!
His eyes filled with tears, shivers through his body.
I - won't - let - you - do - this - to - me - again..
I won't...
He turned around, and ran, as fast as he could. He would not stop running until his feet can't carry him any further.
The Surgeon glanced up at the hearts that still beat within his tines, his own heart only just beginning to slow down once more, the green flesh pulsing and pumping like the wings of a trapped hummingbird.
There is no way around the truth
No matter how many lies you tell
To weave your tangled web
Eventually it will be undone
By then
Will it have been worth it?
To deceive the people around you
To cover something
That would eventually be revealed
Wouldnt it be better to own up
At the first mistake
Than to make a million more
And to receive a consequence
That would not have been as severe
Why have a burden
Thats constantly weighing you down
Trapping you
In this web of lies
No matter how far you go
Or what you do
It will always revealed
For there is no way around the truth
Just remember one thing
The truth will set you free.
Hearts are beautiful things its true
Delicate and strong
They withstand the tests of time
Tried by many emotions
But if you look closely
Youll see the scars they bare
From the wounds that never really healed
These are the battle scars they bare
For each day
We question are hearts
In what to do
What to say
In every aspect we question it
Fighting an endless battle
However, some scars
We received from others
Who played with it like a toy.
Some might have carelessly punctered it
With no ill intentions of course
But in the end every heart
At some time or another gets bruised or beaten.
There are some who find hearts
And treasure them
To them we are truly grateful
In the end we need to guard and protect our hearts
Without the cost of losing how to love.
For hearts are truly a magnificent creation
And should be carefully shared with others.
