The Gift of Two Hearts

Two eyes, two ears, two hands... why not two hearts?

My two hands feel the paper
My two ears hear the crinkles
My two eyes watch me unfold
The envelope in wrinkles

I solemnly read the note
Two eyes following each page
Then welling up in tears
In a sad, distant haze

I bury my face in my two hands
Two ears noting my sobs
And I realize why I only had
One heart all along

You stole the other half
A long time ago, it's true
As it was revealed
In the letter sent from you

And that is why all these years I now know
My heart wasn't broken after all
For finally I found you
And your heart resolved the fall