My Heart Is Just For You

There was once a joyful individual who constantly brought him happiness, but he pushed that person so far away that she no longer wanted to look at him. She walked away, the pain in her heart still fresh. He remained, clinging to his belated sorrow. Past wounds have left lasting scars on each of them. If given the opportunity, he would like to stand in front of her, hold her hand, and let her listen to his heartbeat. His heart was exclusively for her.