i hold him slightly tighter.
i rests my head on his chest, my ear against the place where his heart is.
i listen to his heartbeat, it's steady.
i allow myself to begin to relax,
my body stops being tense,
i focus on him, his heartbeat,
and nothing else.
one tear escapes my closed eyes,
another follows.
im crying.
i bury my face into his chest.
tears rushing down my face, i am unable to stop them,
i don't try to stop them.
i allow myself to cry,
to cry in front of someone,
to cry in front of him.
i slowly calm down.
a few minutes pass and my tears finally run dry.
im calm.
my body isn't tense,
i takes deep breaths,
my heart is slowing down and going at a steady pace.
i take in the environment around me,
i am safe.
i am calm.
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Poetry
Poetrypoetry is make whenever i get some sort of inspiration. a warning though is that some are from personal experiences so if it seems personal it probably is.
