patient.

You hold your heart right
in your front pocket for situations
just like this one,
when a pretty girl reaches her palm
outstretched and waiting.

You wait and hope
and wait and hope
and never get
what you wait and hope for.

You always get it back
broken shard by shard.
You never learn your lesson
and you’re never immune to the pain.

You just tape it back up,
get ready for the next one
and keep your heart still
there ready in your pocket.

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