Anny

My heart lays down and opens up
It spills so much love
That's a lie.
My heart broke a year ago
And I never looked for the pieces
They are lost
Swept up
Thrown out
Piled on the ashes of other rubbish

I'll never scavenge
I'll never excavate
I have no desire to find those pieces
To glue them together
It should never have been whole
Not from the start
That whole heart

It caused so much pain
Not to the owner
But to the recipient 
It broke life
Happiness
It broke it all
By bearing things
By loving things
By being

My heart does not lay down
It spills nothing
It does not exist
I rid myself of it
A year ago
Or almost
It's gone
Left
Forgotten
Love left
Not because MS entered
Nothing to do with it
Coincidence

That's all
That's all that happened.