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My Beating Heart. I looked for you in memories, like I was told to do. I searched through hazy clouds, but I couldn't find you. I thought it was due to the rain, that was falling from my eyes, so I closed them tightly, in hope the wetness dries. I went back to the times, we would sit and have a chat. I couldn't find you there. I wondered where you were at. I then relaxed my eye lids and found the rain had eased. I found the fog was clearing, the less my eyes were squeezed. I was now in a field of love, and the sun began to shine. I found a beating heart and I realised it was mine. I picked it up and held it, but only for a while. I knew I had to put it back, so that i could smile. I could feel it beating, as I held it in my hand. I looked up to the sky, as I whispered "yes, I understand." My heart is where you are. You took it when you went, but leaving me without you, was never your intent. J.Boyle art by Steffi Krenzek