Less than a year ago I started to give him my heart and then he decided to give it back and walk away. Then one day, when my guard was down he stole it back. At first I wasn't quite sure if I should let him keep it. I even took back the most valuable parts and only gave what I knew I could spare. But lately those valuable parts have been slipping through my fingers and into his hands. I just hope this time around he holds onto it and cherishes it.