Letter,Letter,for the boy.

I am an asymmetrical heart with an irregular patterned beat. You listened to it in the night to make yourself feel a bit better. I didn’t mind, although sometimes I liked to make you think I did. My eyes sometimes betray the weakest parts of me, you know the ones that bring a scowl to the space between your brows. Bring me up to the sun darling, I need a drink of that warm light. I remember you in the fall. Crackle, crackle under our feet. You gave me paper memories so I folded them up and kept them secret for us. I take them out of my pocket when I am feeling sad…