and your heart beats fast
not when they walk into a room,
not when you touch
not when they smile or laugh;
your heart will race when they say your name,
when they say goodbye,
when they look you in the eye
you will feel your heart be
calm
when the smile, and laugh,
and touch your hand,
when their voice stains your head
like rust stains the air we breathe
YOU ARE READING
『ɴᴇғᴇʟɪʙᴀᴛᴀ』
Puisi˗ˏˋ nefelibata ˊˎ˗ (n.) ❝cloud walker; one who lives in the clouds of their own imagination or dreams, or one who does not obey the conventions of society, literature, or art❞ ❀poetry by the author (that isn't really poetry)
