I woke up two nights ago,
a heavy weight in my chest,
knowing that you would leave

then I knew my heart was gone,
my rib-cage empty,
I stumbled to the door

In my fear I stared
into the ghostly sky of the city
Where no stars were hung

but I saw a plane above
which may have carried you
You, carrying my heart

They often say 'you stole my heart'
as if it was no choice
and yes, it was beyond my power,
this is a wondrous force
but I would give and give
three thousand times again
the vessel of my being,
the source of my existing,
the reason for my breathing
to you
because
you are this too

I don't believe I will get it back
any time soon.