at first they’re kind of squishy to hold, hearts,
but you get used to it
except you dropped mine
and yours was sick
we saved them both
but it took a lot of time and work
after they recovered and felt secure
—or at least mine did; but you said so too—
you dropped mine again, this time harder
and more intentionally
then I realized you’d snatched yours back
clever slight of hand, leaving me with none
but it’s okay – you can keep the heart I gave you
or leave it in that floor
because it no longer beats
and I’m slowly growing a new one
This one is just for me.
This is beautiful <3
Thanks