It happened last winter

I took out my heart, and his fold was five folds, then I presented it to it, I took it from me, I applied to it, the surrendered paper did not open for its destiny to read what was in it, I just looked at it with a tug as if nothing, then she threw it to the speeding cars. At the end of the night I returned with an empty chest, whenever I click on it, he made voices lost and nostalgia, and crying ...