there goes my heart…

“How come this one gets to be special. This one who writes like heaven and talks of sweet love like no other.”

She kind of felt lucky nobody else has found this garden of words that he tends. “And how come I’ve yet to see him in someone else’s place?”

But, of course, it’s just a matter of time.

And so the moment has come.

And though it should be no different from the rest — there has been a few seconds when she freezes… with a sensation that kind of transpierces into her inside.

She feels one of her foot taking a step back, succeeded by her other foot slowly taking another.

She hears this whisper, “there goes your heart….”

She has to look away, or she may feel like crying.

 

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