Sunday, January 26, 2014

Heartbeats

The rain is pouring and my heart is beating. 
Is beating in an unfamiliar way;
Is beating fast, non-stopping; 
Is beating as if it is about to came out of my chest;
Is beating out of happiness, sorrow, and awe. 
Is beating because you are HERE and I missed you dearly. 



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