Aches and Pains

Last night I ripped my heart directly from my body.

I fully expected it to stop beating, but to my surprise it drummed on.

Interested, I poked and prodded the organ with a push pin.

With every prick, it reacted violently, shielding itself from being pierced.

I took hold of the organ and squeezed it as tight as I could, but it's strength overpowered me.

I dropped it in the toilet and tried flushing it down, but it was too big to be refused.

Exhaustively, I placed the heart in a box and tried to go to sleep.

Its thumpa thumpa kept me up most of the night, so I wrapped the box up with my crispest wrapping paper and left it on your door step.

It's selfish to burden you with this responsibility, but you were the obvious choice.

This all started with you, and it's only fair that it remain with you, always and forever.

Love,

Drew