I immediately had a vibe with this piece, paints a picture in my mind of a splintered thumping heart, yet it goes beyond that. My imagination investigates a motive for a splintered heart. Well done, enjoyed it.
Mr.Cilberto just interpreted it perfectly.
What he said.
Splinters of the heart perhaps, revolving around presence, recognition and love.
The heart has splinters in it, locked away in a desk drawer.A notebook locked away in a desk drawer that means a lot to someone.
Or could I be investigating this in interpretation too far.
The beginning, accusation of coldness everything else goes from the 1st persons mind to a particular room with the camera lens on the 2nd person or character who sits behind the desk, you combine that with a suspicion area, like the line:
Just walk in that room in any midnight and try to listen----
Not to forget the last.though ^ that one just had me envisioning something as a closed door with a slight slant of light from the bottom door edge with heavy breathing on the other side, inside the room a breathing pulse so quiet it's loud at the same time.
In conclusion something is suggestive to be found out through the opened midnight door, or have the ear to.
I kinda want to say it rolls with anticipation.
Maybe I'm just seeing two sides of this