THIS part of me – my faults, my hang-ups, my frailties – they’re yours. You can have them.
You can sift through the rest to see if anything sparks your interest. Doubtful, though.
This beating heart of mine, however, is spoken for.
Flipping and flopping, stopping and starting,
unsure at times whether I really have what it takes – that’s taken.
Ditto my sometimes unsavory soul, my intermittent hopes, my juicy passions. Likewise, my unrelenting dreams and unseemly quirks.
I don’t know what else to tell you. Perhaps you should just look elsewhere.
Daily Prompt: Carve