“I have feelings for you,” she said. “Oh, I’m
Sorry, we’ll have to get you better,” he replied
Handing her some cough-syrup and a bunch of pills.
“I don’t want anything from you,” she said; meanwhile, she
Proceeded to hide her heart in the pocket of her jacket, so that
He wouldn’t notice how intact it was.
“How did it happen?” he asked.
“Who knows? I guess I stared
Too much, but do not
Worry; it’s not
Contagious.”
He nodded
And thanked
Kissed her cheek
Omitted a goodbye.
They went their own ways.

A few minutes later she was inspecting her pocket
“Why did you do that? He could
Have been the one,” said
Her heart.
She didn’t reply.