"Place one of your ears on my chest and feel my heart. Can you hear how fast it beats?"
"Y-yes. Does it mean you...."
"That's not for you."
YOU ARE READING
Constellation
PoetryHere lies the speck of words orbiting in my own galaxy that was once lost but finally found its own constellation.
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"Place one of your ears on my chest and feel my heart. Can you hear how fast it beats?"
"Y-yes. Does it mean you...."
"That's not for you."