ABYSS
I remember sitting into an endless
Abyss of misery of memories weaved with awe.
Seeing him felt like
he could drum out the beat in time
To the rhythm of my heart.
It was like he could have his fingers
Trail my soul
And I would continue
Defining every term
Just to find out the right one
To name this feeling.
There is infinite nervousness
When stomach-butterflies present within me.
It was ambiently fluttering
Like the palpitating beat of my heart.
It consumes me in and out
but you continue to resonate
Words that prick my heart.
And love was an elastic band
I kept pulling on the end
And just when I knew it,
It hit me right in the face.