what if every part of ourselves had labels?

you asked me that under the stars the other day. i murmured sleepily about how creepy that sounds and joked about what our genitals would be labelled.

but now that you've left
finally giving up on me
finally realizing how i never understood you
finally accepting that i never will
i somehow cannot let go of you
your words that i thought were absurd
they haunt me

and although i know that my heart is an organ. that it cannot literally be broken. your metaphorical poems make me believe so.

so here's a suggestion
if our parts had labels
the heart would have-
FRAGILE - HANDLE WITH CARE