Itzu Romero
When I was eleven
I asked for a silver heart pendant
To remind me of you
You are not sixteen yet, you said
They don’t make necklaces like that, you said
They only exist in movies, you said
I would wear it every day
Put a photograph of you inside
Carry it while I was away
You gifted me the box
With the silver heart pendant
Love, Dad engraved on the back
The silver heart pendant
Remains pristine in its box
The way I wish we could
But time moved on
And so did you
Yet I kept the silver heart pendant
Do you remember
The silver heart pendant?
I do
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