If you had a heart,
you wouldn't have cheated on her.
You wouldn't have told me that
you loved me,
or left me to defuse your own problems.

If you had a heart,
you would admit you were wrong.
You would quit speaking me to after,
and quit bragging to your brothers.

If you had a heart,
I wouldn't be writing this in the first place.
I would be at ease.
I wouldn't be reflecting on losing my virginity
to a married man.
I would be whole.