I am not just a heart
to be played with or destroyed
I am blue eyes
that see the beauty in
two hearts becoming one
I am two ears
that listen to your breath
slow as you fall asleep
I am a volcano
ready to erupt with words
I cannot say out loud
I am foolish
for thinking you saw
any of those things in me
I am just a heart
to be played with and
destroyed.
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