Misery

|| Noun || It creeps up slow Latches on to you Struggling for air You're slowly suffocating Your body feels hot and cold Mind ablaze with thoughts You don't know what to feel You don't know what to say It haunts you You don't need it But along the way It's become you - a.h.

Letter, page 3

Hearts Aren't Just For Beating

10/5/2014 10:48 PM

I hope you are doing well tonight. I am sick and it has made me wonder about you, my eyes are tired, my mind is restless, my body aches, my heart beats slowly, and my breaths are shallow — maybe you’re with me tonight because you’d do the opposite of all of that. I can feel the excitement come to my eyes at first sight, the peace of mind brought by your warmth beside me, the soothing touch of your hand on my chest, the way my heart would race in diving deep into your thoughts, and the deep breaths taken inside your embrace. It’s as if my position is so far away that it has brought me full circle and I can turn around and tap you on the shoulder. I can feel you close to me regardless of how far away you are.

I can’t wait…

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