Gently treat my heart
The seams are worn
and prone to fall apart.
This jagged, gaping tear of mine
has been crudely stitched together by the hands of time.
I am reminded of a year ago and before
When we always the possibility of more.
I tell you I love you, I say it out loud.
You tell me you love me in dreams and in clouds.
It’s impossible and it’s rough
to let that be enough
world, gently treat my heart today
for I have not the heart to play.
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