unlock your heart
no,
that’s not what I mean
don’t lock it
in the first place
or if you must, give me the key
I’ll keep it somewhere safe
maybe with the ring
my grandfather gave me
when you decide you’re ready
to come out from under the bed
I’ll give you back the key
trust me,
it will still fit
don’t let the squeaky hinges
throw you off
once the blood starts pumping normally
it’ll be just like new,
maybe better
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