nails apple lips

red nails, red apple, red lips,
white teeth tear the flesh.

"hey, my heart was in there", i say over your 'slurp'.

crunch
i loved you more than you loved me
crunch
why couldn't you love me back
crunch
there's nothing left to say

with every tear, and juicy mouthful, a little of my love dies.

i exist in the sweet juice of that apple.
i am the tender texture you devour. 
that beautiful red was what i had to offer. 

but all that remains is the core,
and, yes, "this too shall pass",
until i grow again