OK, I know

My previous post is a bit … over the top?

Sappy?

Yup.

At the beginning of the day I told 15 I had a poem in my heart.

It came out eventually.

I am a sentimental fool, when it comes right down to it, always.

I would prefer not to be.  But I am and frankly I should own that shit.

When I give my heart, for any reason, it is the whole thing.

While I might prefer to hold back… I cannot.

So … to 15, to Joe.  I had to express it.

He won’t see it, really, he isn’t like that.

But that is OK.  And to anyone else, out-there, who I I given my heart to.  And there are  many.

I regret nothing.

While it may hurt on occasion, I would rather give my heart, thank keep it locked up and alone.