When I looked at you, my heart skipped a beat when I saw you with a camera that was perfectly placed infront of your eyes. But my heart and body was caught off guard when I learned that it was focused directly at me. And that, dear, was the most beautiful kind of shock I would gladly wish to repeat over and over again.
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.
