I have a heart, most of the time it beats, and sometimes gets beaten.
I have a heart, most is red, and it's blue in part.
I have a heart, that swells or shrinks, dependin on the emotions put inside.
Mine is this heart, for there's no one to claim it but i.
This heart is mine, for the one who took care of it is me.
Being mine is what makes this heart different, for everyone's capable of holding and making the same emotions at every level.
There's love in this heart, willing to touch blue ones