My heart...

Years ago a dear dear girlfriend gave me the Tiffany's heart necklace. I adore it and wear it all the time. Silas has noticed. This week he has been taking every opportunity to play with it. This means a lot of scratches and even more slobber. But each time I hold him close, he grabs my heart. I can't and won't stop him.
I am in love with Silas.
Silas is in love with my heart.
My heart is glad.