My beautiful corpse. (Tw)

"You got really good at making dead things look alive, and even better at making dying look beautiful-.. You can cover your body with flowers and lace, but dead is dead, and animals will always smell it."

Perhaps my eyes would've welled with tears. I felt that they should have, at least. I still felt the ache in my chest, but nothing happened as I looked down at my childhood companion.. She would still lay at my feet, though she no longer purred nor licked at my cold hands. I could feel her love, but it was no longer the same. It was a mournful feeling.

Even my high-school Taxidermy phase couldn't make me myself again, and she knew it as well as I did.

The only thing is, is that the heart most certainly can break after it's stopped beating.