i heard the heartbeat of the world
i thought it lay in the palm of your hand
that you cradled it like a baby
and you kept it safe
i heard the heartbeat of the world
even after you left
and though the world wept
in wake of your absence
its heart
kept on beating
and mine
did too
-you dont define me
YOU ARE READING
Teardrops
Poetrythe earths fragile heart broke one day after you left and guess who had to glue it back together.
