Aug 2018
here’s my heart
it’s yours to keep
while you dream of Norway
I dream of sleep
here’s my heart
it’s been yours all along
I didn’t realise I was lost
until I was found
it’s yours to keep
while you dream of Norway
I dream of sleep
here’s my heart
it’s been yours all along
I didn’t realise I was lost
until I was found
my heart is divided into an abundance of pieces, shared to those I hold dear. love? or loss? i’m not quite sure myself. the former is alien to me but it’s something i long for. a human feeling. a purpose, maybe. a notion in mind but no strength to seize it.
