Be Naked

The thing in my chest

Yearns for a change
Awaits something exciting
Aches by a pain of wanting happiness
Melts when I see something beautiful
Warms after feeling comfort
Flutters at songs that hold memories
Grows every time I meet someone :)
Breaks with the tears that fall

I wear it on my sleeve, this heart of mine.

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