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Sometimes I miss you so much I think my heart might explode.

In fact, sometimes I picture just that action.

A dub but no preceding lub

My ventricles

They swell with blood

And I know my valves fail on me because

Sometimes I miss you so much my heart

Explodes.

But I’ll always come to my senses

Really, it’s not that big of a deal

Irrational

I try not to be so I realize:

My heart will keep beating

Just like it has for the past two decades

My heart will keep beating without fail

All day every day. You can’t

Make me explode.

I realize:

You can’t make

Me.