Wrapped With Ripped Paper And Held Together By A Dirty Bow

She says that someone was bound to appreciate all of my broken pieces, even though I was sitting on the clearance rack. She was attracted to the sticker on me that read "fragile, handle with care, some pieces may be missing."

We both know that the only piece playing hide and seek is the object on the left side of my chest. It used to beat with a steady rhythm, now it's a deafening whisper.

She is the catchiest catch. My head is an explosion of thoughts and her eyes make them all disappear.

It's a tale of "greater thans" and "less thans," and she will always be greater than me. It's a quick wit and a big heart, that's why we are the best of friends.

They are the joke with whispers and laughs behind their back. And it's you and I laughing the loudest. Keep stealing my heart because we're the new trend.