Blue Lighter's Butt hurt

Hands fumbled inside the bag,

Searching for that blue lighter.

The one I shared with you alone.

Then I remembered, 

I left it at home away from home,

Inside a room that is now locked.

And I have left half of my heart somewhere there too,

With you.

Hoping you'll keep it safe,

I'll get it back along with hugs.

But you can keep it if you want to,

I'll just take the hugs and leave.

Or maybe I'll stay.