According to biology, there’s four compartments in the heart
But for me, there’s a fifth
It is the place where I store all my thoughts of you
Each time your skin brushed against mine
The way your eyes lit up when the sun light softly touched them
And how I felt when you looked at me
The sounds that escaped your mouth – the groans, scoffs, and laughter that filled the air
Though they are no more, I still dust the lid off every now & then.