musings/poetry

You didn't know it but when you walked by I stuck a piece of my heart into your back pocket... The problem you see is that now you keep sitting on it. I wish you would've known that I gave this piece of my heart to you because when you sit on it, it hurts just a little. It doesn't really matter though because it's your piece now and I don't want it back. You can carry it with you for now and into eternity, because even though sometimes you sit on it and it hurts ~ It's worth it. You seem to really deserve this piece and so it shall be yours ~ forever.