People don't realize it but we poke holes in each other's hearts everyday.
Poke and poke. And love just bleeds out of you each time. They think it's ok because they can just refill hearts with love anyway.
And like an idiot, it does fill up again. Cool, huh? Poke. Bleed. Fill. It's a sick cycle.
We keep poking until there's just too many holes to bleed out of. And no matter how many times or how fast you fill it up, love just bleeds out even faster.
Polka dot hearts.
All we're left with are polka dot hearts. Cute.
I don't know if hearts can heal. I hope they do. It would be scary if it doesn't. I don't know how this is supposed to work. Maybe you're supposed to throw it away and another person just gives you a new one instead.
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