Paper Heart

My heart is made of paper,
So easily it will tear,
So please rip it very carefully,
I'll be able to bare.

Put it through a shredder,
I won't be dead,
Make confetti of my paper heart,
Have fun and enjoy as you shred.

Give my heart ink poisoning,
Take a pen and write,
Give my heart your number,
I won't object or fight.

You won't be the first,
To tear my paper heart,
The pain won't be new,
If you choose to tear me apart.