Glass

My heart seems to be encased in glass--
With a simple note attached:
"You have the hammer, dearest...
Please break in case of emergency."

For that is what I seem to be to you...
Just a safety, just a back-up,
Just a plan for when things go south
With old whats-his-name.

Do I even matter to you?
You mean the world to me--
And, did I own it, I would give it gladly
For you and what you are to me.

My heart seems to be encased in glass--
No outside force can affect it
For good, evil, or some other unknown power.
But you, dearest, are not outside of my heart.

--C.R.E.