Poems Fall

Wednesday

If you pick my heart apart than I will die.

Try to hold it together and make me better so I won't cry.

If it feels fragile and about to break,

mend it, Baby, for my sake.

Wrap me up, seal with a kiss,

become something I don't have to miss.

I love you and hate to worry when we'll end

but I know I'll stop just to be you're friend.

You are mine and I hate to share,

it sounds shallow but I do care.

What makes you happy?