Things change, emotions change, people change, situations change.
But that doesn't matter to me.
I don't need to know your name.
I don't want to know your name.
I want to know your heart.
Your heart.
For mine to know.
For mine to feel.
For mine to beat along to.
Much love,
Natasha A. Juan
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