I put my heart on a piece of paper
and threw it into the ocean
hoping that it would lead it further that my body could
but waves and currents spat it back at me
and told me to put it back in my chest
with the damp piece of paper
dripping in my hands
I asked the ocean how it could be so cruel
the waves retreated and left carved in sand
that hearts were not meant to be led by a guide
but rather they should carry our frail and lifeless bodies
to more destinations than any ocean could