the heart

I've spent a lifetime preparing for you.

Clearing my heart out for you.

Making your space ready.

But you aren't available to fill it.

But someone else will take it. One day.

The heart can wait.

It can listen.

It can hold out.

It can accept and it can reject.

But it makes it's own decisions 

and on it's own time.

But it will be filled.

The heart does not remain vacant forever.

A love will find it that will be the perfect size.

An exact fit.

Made to measure.

And it will feed it.

And it will grow.

And it will be satisfied.

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