What have you done with my heart?

D.N.

What have you done with my heart? You walked away that night and I’ve been dying ever since. Where do you keep it? Do you take care of it? Did you just stash it somewhere? Toss it in the bushes? Did you stick it under a bench somewhere? I’d ask for it back – but it doesn’t work that way. I lost it to you. The first time I saw you, I thought I hope he is single. I hope he is not gay. I hope he is not too young. I hope he feels it too.

You seemed to? I was a little scared and very surprised to loose my heart so soon. Why didn’t we get to know each other better? Where is your heart- do you have one still? I wish I had yours. If I had it I’d take good care of it. I loved you so quickly and effortlessly. I think you are beautiful and I ache for you. My body yearns for you. I want to touch your face, your neck, your stomach, your hips. I know I love you. I’m so sad. I miss you. Someday maybe I’ll find my heart again, and soothe it, whisper to it, heal it. Maybe I will be o.k.

E.S.