• Here.
    Have my paper heart.
    It was always yours
    Anyway.
    Take it,
    Do what you want
    with it.
    I don't want it anymore.
    It's old,
    Tear-stained, it's lost
    Its glamor.
    Keep it in a box
    Or tack it up
    On your wall
    To remind you what
    I gave to you
    But you
    Never returned.