A heart of its own

I tried to control you.

I clipped your wings and caged you.

You sang a sad song.

 

You grew and grew until your wings tapped against the cage

and in a brief moment of pity I opened the door.

 

Now I’m forever waiting for your return.

 

My heart.

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