“I wear my heart on my blog.”

“I wore your promise on my finger for one yearI'll wear your name on my heart til I dieBecause you were my boy, you were my only boy forever.”

“This is the power of my heart. This is what I call sihr halal.”

“I was supposed to act breezy, but my fingertips are shaking, and my heart won’t stop its rapid beating.I’m giving in. I cannot cave.”

“I pull away, you pull me back, you grab my hand and wrap me around. What you did not know is—– my heart is my hand.”

“You are my heart, my head, my spine-you are the beat thumping through every line, and that’s why I write–it’s the only time we can be side by side.”

“My insides turn outward in acknowledgement of your absence. My heart slips out of my chest and down into my gut.”