It beats fast.
It beats slowly.
Why is my heart so important?
Why don't you want to have my mind? My brain? My liver?
What is it in my heart, that you want?
Why do you want what keeps me alive?
My heart is mine, and you can't have it.
It keeps me alive.
It lets me know if I am scared, or if I am running too fast.
It is where I keep my love for myself.
Where my emotions are.
Where my tears start.
My heart is my friend, it never lies.
It warns me about the dangers around me.
To keep me away from men like you.
My heart makes me move and tells me to never stop.
The finish line is not even close.
Just keep going and don't stop.
My heart beats,
Can you keep up?
