Wooded heart

I am fallen to these woods

For at one time, I was in your heart

And you were in mine

And we walked them together

So, I was amidst beauty.

Amidst these woods

I have left a portion of my heart,

Partially not by choice

But in hopes that you would one day

Return again

(As I set out today, I sought out my hiking sticks, only to remind me of the coffee and how we walked).

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