I shall make a secret of you.
In an empty corner of my heart
hidden away behind all these shelves
Filled with people who will never matter.
I had rather shush every heartbeat
that beats for you and calls your name
The part of you that lives in me
Is best if it remains the same.
Your mortal form, your everyday self
Your riddles and rhymes you speak away
Will never hide the best of you
A glance of which I got one day.
And that bit of soul, that part of you
that sliver you let fly away
now lives with me, within this heart
that calls out your name everyday.