Heart

My hand was curled up,

Sheltering my heart.

But what happens if I move my hand?

It will pour out-

It’s endless years of being strong when others couldn’t

has worn it to an unrecognisable pulp;

A few tendons wrapped around patches of red muscle.

But with your hand holding mine safe-

My heart is going to grow back to a bigger size than before.

And I just wanted to say-

Thank you in advance.

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