Dishonest Backstabber

She wandered through the forest Scavenged for her pieces Lub-dub... lub-dub... lub-dub... Their symphony summoned her ~~~~~ Though shattered into pieces They each retained their lives Scintillated with each beat Inklings for their locations ~~~~~ Discovered them one by one Scattered haphazardly around Embraced them while bawling Soon to be unscathed and hers again ~~~~~ They were dying embers Rather than a sempiternal inferno She had to restore them all alone Self isolated in a forest cottage ~~~~~ Arduous jigsaw pieces They repelled each other Refused to convalesce To become pristine again ~~~~~ Nursed it relentlessly for Nine years The phobics slowly became philics Only a few pieces more to be adhered For her heart to look brand new ~~~~~ One day, a Sailer arrived unbidden She never questioned the absurdity Although the sea was far away Always gave the benefit of the doubt ~~~~~ He promised her a Magic Glue called Love Guaranteed to agglutinate the remaining pieces She travelled far and wide with him For the sake of her heart, she trusted him ~~~~~ Came a long way from the forest To the sea with so much faith in him It all happened so fast yet in slow motion He tied her up to his anchor ~~~~~ He let it plunge down and watched her sink As her soul dissociated from her body She vowed to haunt him forever Cursed him to suffer an eternal living hell