Two touched.

My heart and I took a stroll,
     and it fell for someone new.
I warned that it might get hurt or broken,
     my warnings went unheeded.
Did I ask to find a soul to touch,
     to add a life's companion?
There was no choice for me to make,
     the heart wants what is wanted.
When it left me for another,
     while it was gone I did not miss it.
One day I felt it break,
     and knew the moment that it happened.
He walked back to me,
     sad and looked dejected.
I didn't say I told him so,
     I just quietly reflected.
The next time we strolled again,
     he was wrapped in barbed wire and protected.
I asked while supressing a giggle,
     "Aren't you over reacting?"
My heart beat me - unconcious.
     The next day was a blur.
We found each other again,
      looking at him made me flinch.