Stitches on my chest

He shot her heart down
and put little love notes
in the bullet holes
maybe to form a blockage
and mend a broken heart.

He laid her on the table
scissors at hand
Ready for the procedure
to fix her as best he can.

So you ask about this scar
that lays a line across my chest
And all that I can say to you
is that love is the deadliest
disease of them all.