There’s a sad clockwork boy, with a box full of parts. Some for his head, some for his heart.

When he looks at the box, all the pieces seem lost. One piece at a time, as this was the cost

For loving her dearly, never questioning why. Like the motion of water, or the blue in the sky.

“We’ll spend forever together, I promise you this” she’d whispered so clearly, and sealed with a kiss.

But something she’d hidden and had never told, with each piece of his heart, the boy would grow cold.

With each passing of time, the more she would take. Till hollow and numb, the boys heart it did break.

“Look what you’ve done” the boy said to the girl, his eyes stinging with tears, his lips starting to curl.

She threw back her hair, a smile starting to break. “What good are you now I’ve got nothing to take?”

“Together forever, you promised me that”. Tears falling like oceans, on the floor he now sat.

Her hand opened up, the bits feel to the ground. The shattered pieces of heart made a dull metal sound.

As she walked away poised, he struggled to find, in the salt watered dust, the bits left behind.

So now, dearest reader, that’s why this tale starts, with a sad clockwork boy, with a box full of parts