Tuesday, July 24, 2012

My Heart

I have come to believe
that when you leave my side
my heart goes with you,
for it does not beat the same
when we are apart.

By your side,
there are moments when
my heart, it beats,
quickly, so quickly, you can feel it
fluttering against my chest.
And there are moments when
my heart, it beats
slowly, so slowly, you can feel it
still, skipping every thump.

But, when you are not near,
my heart is steady, monotonous,
as if it has been transformed
into a ticking clock
which merely counts the hours
that are left until you are
once more by my side. 

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