My heart is a thief…

My heart is a thief
And I am at a loss
For I have never known
It has always shown, itself
To be loving,
To be kind
To be pure.
But today…
When it was called a thief,
It said it would turn over a new leaf
And I had to question
I asked,
Hey you,
You that have been hiding inside me,
What have you stolen?
What have you done?
Why are you being called a thief…
My heart smiled,
It replied,
“What else can a heart steal…
But another heart?
I loved and they loved
And now that there is pain
I accept their anger too.”
Wow, I thought…
I would have tried to justify,
I am a lover
I have only loved
Don’t call me that
But my heart smiled on in love
My heart is a thief.