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If I could loan you my heart for a week I would.
So you could see what hurts me, and you would know not to do it again.
Maybe we would trade hearts, so I could understand you better also.
Besides, how could I go around without a heart?   I would be dead, right?
Yes, trading hearts, sounds good, right?

Only one problem…
The trouble with taking your heart, is, that I am not the kind one. You are. 
You have always been, and I do not know if I could stand the truth 
of my mean self.
Could I bear to see how thoughtless, and selfish I have been?
Could I stand to see my pathetic mean self in your eyes?

I do not believe I could.  
Especially lately, when I am unwell, 
I have been a mean-sneaker.
Rolling my eyes, jumping up and down, 
ordering you around, as if you are my manservant.

And you, my hero, ignoring my mean-hearted ways, 
loving me in spite of them, still seeing the girl I used to be. The good one.

Could I stand to see how much kindness and graciousness 
you are willing to extend to me? The leeway you are giving me in droves?

In spite of my ridiculous baby fits and meanness under the guise of being sick? I do not think I could. 
I would be too ashamed.

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