My heart is protected by thorny vines and encased in glass. I had not think to check on it
You came and stole it
Stole it with your smile
Your directness
Humor
Care
You took my heart
When you asked to hold me hand, asked to kiss me goodnight
You walked me right up to my front door
Gathered all that courage. You could've walked away
You didn't
You called yourself a coward
You are anything but
j.h.
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