If the heart is a cauldron

Then you must be a witch
Love and more love, filled to the brim
So light and fluffy it put a bounce to my skips
A potion which tasted simply perfectly sweet

So without you feels like there’s a leak
My heart’s bleeding, till there’s no more liquid
Ironically it became heavier – had to drag my feet
And the insides feel like poison, a bottomless pit

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