There's no gentle way

There's no safe place

For the heart to hang

When the body's no good

Am I meant to fray the edge?

On the outside looking in

All used up

But never used enough

To me love was always a hidden thing

Stolen moment at a time

A feeling only held for a little while

And then ripped from your arms like a child

I carry their names

The secret shapes

An aching braid

Around my heart

Traced in the park

An outline in chalk

Where I took his hand in mine

For a little while, everything was alright