My Heart

The heart wants what the heart wants.
That is what I say.
But no one understands, that that's whats in my way.
They say I ignore them, they then call me names.
So intead I say what my heart wants.

Which is my best boy friend.

But no one understands that.
Not even him.
I give him clues, I give him hints, I give him time to talk.
But what he doesn't get is that
I love him with all my heart.

by Delia Leeanne

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