This Heart

I find my heart beating up against my chest at times.

When I’m alone, or right across from you. 

I can feel it trying to break free from my body. 

Reaching out for you. 
It says,” I don’t want to be her heart. I don’t want to be alone to beat in her chest anymore. Where ever you are. Where ever you go. I want to be with you. ”
This heart of mine, is constantly in tormoil. 

It wants so much to wrap around yours, and sink into the place that it has found as home. 

This heart, is no longer my own.

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