“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.