Your Heart
No one
can teach you how to love
and not get hurt.
No one
can tell you who to love
or when to love.
No one
can tell you to stop loving
and forget someone you used to love.
Your heart beats.
Your heart falls.
Your heart gets hurt.
And you yourself
can't help but deal with it.
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