That Heart Speaks. Part II.
Lying with my chest down, listening to my own heartbeat. And every time your face flash in my mind, my heart feels a tug. I reminisce upon your last word you said and your beautiful sweet smile. But as I open my eyes, you vanish into vacuum. My heart swells up as it twinges and feels bitterly sore. It feels like air has decided not to enter my lungs and tissue.
Can you tell me how did you make my heart so incredibly obedient to you?
And maybe, it's just a sign of how much you can make my poor heart misses you.