It's more than a keepsake
That cheap silver dangling at my wrist
It shines surely
Glinting in sunlight, promising
Monetary value; a treasure
Perhaps, but only to me
It's more than a reminder
The small heart charm long gone
Foreshadowing the loss
Of the one who rendered it
I mourn you both
I grieve for the heart
That once deemed me worthy
Of love and the sentimental gift
I leave suspended permanently
Above the hand that once
Held yours so fondly
It is more than jewelry, my love
It is the only piece
Of your undying affection
You dared to leave behind
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