The Heart

The phone rang in his ring tone

Tripped over myself to answer

A Saturday night being alone

O, my heart

His sexy voice with sweet sound

Saying everything so very right

Made my thoughts spin around

O, my heart

Pounding in my heaving chest

Such oh so sweet self torture

This feeling was much sweeter than the rest

O, my heart

He told me he was falling in love with me

Was this a dream or was it in fact real?

Could this in fact in reality be?

O, my thundering heart!

Torture with pleasure was just what I felt

He was not free to love only me

It still caused my whole being to melt

O, my aching heart

Now he has moved on with such ease

I die a little remembering him sometimes

Every day that passes I know that he's

Forever in my heart

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If you think this is about you, it probably is

Yes, I wrote this.

Remembering, always remembering.

Peace