growing hearts

of all my hearts that i’ve broken & re-grown,
the one i’ve grown for & with you has been the best.
for the way that you’re disarming in the morning,
& the way that you’re alarming in the night, i’m glad.

i’ve always been a type of guard, on watch for liars & thieves.
too careful not to let down my arms & let one in.
but like i said, you’re disarming.
so i’d lay down my arms for you anytime & all the time.
& this heart that i’ve grown will always be yours.


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