Valentine garden cottageMy heart sings for good stories.

My heart still carries a torch.

My heart longs for a seaside cottage on an island.

My heart pings and bounces off reminders like radar.

My heart finds old letters and wants to send them after-the-fact.

My heart forgets, then it reminds

My heart lets go, then reaches in regret

My heart changes its mind

My mind, well, nevermind what my mind does.