Contours of my heart

I have seen inside of your heart from every angle; I have turned it inside out; nestled inside it for days and stitched it up whilst you sleep. I carved your name inside mine but you didn’t take notice, you didn’t see. I wrestled with myself; but I was stitched inside your heart and I couldn’t breathe.

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