Your Heart Belongs to Me.
I want your heart.
Its such a loyal, strong and gentle heart, michevious like a small boy, innocent yet matured over the long, agonized years.
I want to hold your heart in my hands, feel it.
Its warm and fluttering between my fingers like a caged bird.
I remember your eyes - changing, yet soft and tender for those who you love - and how your gaze, marveling and grinning, made my own cold numb heart melt inside my chest.
What's happening to me?
All I wanted to keep your heart, safe and myself.
I'm such a greedy, selfish person. You belong to me.
Your heart belongs to me.
What is this feeling...?
It's...something I have never experienced before...
It's so warm...
Is it this something they call love...?
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