Carved heart on the tree of time

Tattered strands of time blow in the wind
Parts of the strands breaking and flowing away
There's no end to the height of this tree
Thousands of words in thousands of languages
Make up it's rugged bark skin, reminiscing of old books
You could spend a life time making out the stories
Of those that came here before you
You even walked the desire path to the tree
Foot prints worn deeply into the earth
To finally see the endless tree of time
The closer your feet take you the taller it seems
With the whisper of cloth parting you pull out the knife
Your jaw sets a reflection of the look in your eyes
The certainty, the determination a pulsing aura around you
You know that this is the only way to see them again
The final steps forward allows you to touch the frays
Time crumbles into your hand as you smooth it away
The fine powder of times before spiral out and around you
The knife reflects the frayed strands from the branches
Stretched out far above your stance
The knife sinks into the trunk splitting the thousands of words
Blood the color of galaxies slowly spills
You'd been warned thousands of times
You knew what would happen if you did this
But you had to see them again... No matter the cost
To know you without doubt that you would see them again
Endlessly throughout the lives you'd both live
You would do anything for that certainty
To know that the hands that did this crime
Would be able to just touch them again
And so with the blood of the tree of time staining your hands
You start to carve your initials into the fabric of time
The tears streaming down your cheeks
Knowing you what you were agreeing to by doing this
Yes, you will love them again and touch them
To be able to breath in their scent and wake up beside them
But the cost was tragedy, endless cycles of tragedy
The two of you would always be in the lives you'd live
To carve reincarnation down in such a way
Is to doom your love to timeless tragedy
This life hadn't been kind to your love
But you'd rather doom the both of you to this cycle
Than live any lifetime without you
And as you carve the last of the initials
You carve a heart to contain them for always
Then you look up now seeing the hearts of other lovers just like you
Dooming their love to endless stories of bittersweet love
And you feel no regrets as you sink to the ground beside the tree
Time is endless and now so is your love