My Paper Heart

I slide my feet across the floor trying to find an open door I stumble through it in a daze my Heart's on fire, my eyes ablaze The sunlight burns and I can't see Close the shade and turn my feet For a second I think I see you right there Staring back at me through your wispy red hair And then I wake up And begin a new hell my eyes are open But my mind's a shell I unfold my Paper Heart I take up my pen and then I start I write about you and I; the happiness we shared and the tears we cried Splotches on my Paper Heart raindrops from an empty soul Then I fold up my Paper Heart Wipe the tears and I embark The existence labeled on my Paper Heart, a revelation of Not our time apart.