"What would you rather have; the boy, or the heart that won the boy?"
"The heart that won the boy."
"Why?"
"Cause then I'd still have a chance with the boy because of the amiable heart. The heart could be used to ignite desire between us, and we could be together...forming one." She pauses, "What would you pick?"
"The boy. Cause at least if have him, he is my heart. He's what keeps me alive."
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Love // Thought
PoetryPoems about unrequited love, melancholia, and thoughts day-to-day (Updated randomly)
