“Come my, heart, up and away!”
“Something in me, in my bruised heart, wakes up, and even though I'm terrified, I don't push the feeling away.”
“My heart to you is given: Oh, do give yours to me; We'll lock them up together, And throw away the key.”
“If I'd managed any of these ifs-- would I have been able to avoid the inevitable fuck-up, the full-force fuck-off? My pride shut me up, my heart shut me down, and together they ganged up on my hope and let her get away.”
“...Rise up and playThose liquid notes that steal men's hearts away.”
“she stuck a bookmark in my heart and walked away”