Jonathan

 Every morning, my heart walks out of my front door and makes his way to the bus stop.

I watch him till he reaches the end of the drive and disappears as round the corner.

Then I track his progress on my phone. Make sure he leaves safely on the bus..

Every morning, my heart travels steadily away and, just short of his destination at School, stops.

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