Friday

For the reasons unknown to me, I found those heart scattered on Friday

Someone must have dropped it, forgotten and rotten

When I pick it up, It glows, A faint reddish light. Suddenly I remember my own lonely heart, dusty and rusty. Cold without blood.

For the reasons unknown to me, I found that scattered heart fill me with curiousity

Whose the owner? A man or a woman? A business type or a free traveller? A hippie one or he’s just a heartbreak rocker?

I wrap it up, put it tight in my little bag, under my little purse. I hope no one see me. I hope no one knows this little thief.

For the reasons unknown to me, I found that scattered heart startin’ to melt into one

Into one body, and I know that it’s callin’ my own heart

“Join us. Join us. So this world will become heartless.”

My own heart resist. But then the magic do the job. When I woke up, I know Im just an empty shell.

My heart’s gone.

In a run with another scattered and broken heart. Far away from here.

From the memories when we say goodbye in Friday.