XIX.

See, the thing is you don’t give 

your heart just once. It’s not some 

big moment in a romance movie.

You lose it again and again, to new

people in drunken texts

and midnight study sessions, and you think

you’ve just misplaced it until you sober up and 

get some sleep and look out the window while you’re 

driving one day, leaving the city for the last time,

and it occurs to you that 

no less than four people hold your whole heart

and three more are already 

halfway there. And you think to yourself

it’s a good thing I’m leaving

because you can’t undo this

mistake. 

You can give your heart 

to anyone if you’re not careful.