Stolen Property

Do you remember the time
when I stole your heart?
When I plunged my hand into your chest
just so I could plant a kiss
directly on your love?
Well, I am afraid
that when you left I kept it.
It was not my intention,
it just got forgotten,
buried deep under
that pile of clothing on my floor.

I am calling you now
in the hope that
you will return to collect it.
It has begun to fester without you
and it smells pretty bad.
Would tomorrow be okay?
I am starting to get desperate,
the stench is driving me insane.
If you do not come soon
I will be forced to throw it away,
along with last weeks dinner
which has gotten a little mouldy.

TL;DR version

When TL;DR is accepted
As a valid argument
In a world of
I-want-it-yesterdays
I will turn on my back
On this high-tech
High-speed dream
And solve the world’s problems
The old fashioned way