When you write your broken so well it breaks me, what should I say?
Tell me, you’re good with words.
Or do I turn away, drop one of those hearts we all keep in our pocket,
aware of how small it is, worse still - how hollow?
In real-time and in person, you'd be there, right? On the end of the phone, or boiling the kettle and breaking open a packet of biscuits **
