My Heart Boils

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My heart boils for things that once were and can never be. For the times where one look said, “You are my world.” When the smell of you hair could be realized once more for you were at my side always. I was there to wipe away your tears and you shared mine. Your giggle and the way you bite your lip are forever tattooed on my soul. Why did I make it go away? Why did I mess with our world? There was no place I’d rather be then with you. No longer am I graced with free samples of your newest chapstick. No longer am I your pillow on weekends. No longer am I. My heart boils.