The Heart Of The Hatsukoi Poem by Aldo Rino Smiloveux Bell

It started long before, but
For Good
I left my Heart
in Valdres
those summer days
in 20-o-nine.

I tried to give it to you, babe.
But you
didn’t want it,
of course.
So young, and
Not at all
in love with me.

So I left my heart alone.
Deep down
under a hill
I left it.
To beat and to
Contemplate the Pain.

‘Cause
Sometimes;
Life’s like that.

Many years later,
To the top of the hill,
You came walking,
You and your
True-Love-To-Be

So nice and quiet
it is here, you said.
And looked into
The eyes of your friend.

Here used to be pulse
from beneath the ground,
I swear.
And a sad song that
whispered both at day
and Darkest Night.

(And so you two came
to stand together at the
edge…)

“That isn’t peculiar, Love”,
he answered
“He’s Dead.
Now it’s just
You.
And.
Me.

You should have seen him, baby.
Lying there on the hospital bed.
He wanted to rest on your chest, baby.
He wanted the warmth from your soul.
To feel the beat of your heart, baby.
Pray that your God
will his soul to keep.”