I was today years old when i realised
that if your heart were to shatter
mine would too

i think my heart is constructed from the little pieces that i take
from the people who mean the most to me
for example, in the right top corner
you can hear the notes of your laughter as we dance around you
and just below that, you'll see the way your face brightened as you talked about something stupid
to me
but important
to you

these feelings that make up my heart are
like bricks,
laid messily atop one another
with your happiness the mortar in-between

and i think

if tears were to roll off your face
onto my heart
they would dissolve that mortar,
weaken the structure just a little
until it shatters

into tiny pieces,
like rubies in the sunlight,
glinting crimson and warm

of course,
hearts can be patched together
a steady hand, some glue and

a whole load of patience

but,
that's what i'm here for right?