I Don’t Know Why

You handed me your heart and

I don't exactly know what to do with it.

It's quite a new thing.

I'd turn it in my hands

and feel the cracks and bumps.

In some places smooth and soft.

In others rough and dry.

I don't know why you gave it to me.

It had something to do with love.

You gave me this gift without even asking.

I know I didn't ask for it,

But I took it anyway.

I don't know why.

It had something to do with love.

All I want is to leave it

Far off, hide it in a room and

Never look back.

I know I can't, for I am ruined.

It had something to do with love.

I carry it with me and

I take it out sometimes and try to feel.

I'll feel a twinge every now and then.

Coming out of it.

Out of me.

Then it goes away.

I don't like to think about it.

I can't even remember it now,

It had something to do with love.