Metamorphosis

[Nick]

When you spoke of love, you said you would bleed for me. When you spoke of loyalty, you said you would die for me.

You told me once that I alone would have your heart~~~that no one else could touch it.

But yet his words touch your heart and his hands your skin. You opened up to him and let him in.
Your lies were your oath, and your bliss became my poison. Yours was a tale that I was all too eager to hear.

So now I must remind you of the pain you caused me, of the promise you broke.

Are you watching, lover? Can you see as I reach into your chest as you did mine? Can you feel what it means to have the pain that I felt?! To be stabbed in the heart like I was?!!~~~To have your heart ripped out of your chest like mine was?!!!! To have it stolen and never returned....LIKE MINE NEVER WAS?!!!

But don't worry lover, I can learn to forgive you....because even though you have no heart, you still have kept your word.

Didn't you say you'd bleed for me?
Didn't you say you'd die for me?

I have your heart in my hands...And now I'm the only one who can touch it~~
And it's funny~~
You're heart is not as cold as I remember~~~

A cornucopia of cliche's employed for a well metered evolution.
The nailer (last line) works well.