Each word
'curls'
around my heart
like smoke shaped, teasing
wispy fingers
I don't see it ..
or feel it ..
but then my heart begins to tell me.
It moans
and creaks
demanding that I listen.
I can't ignore it now
as it hurts.
I lay my hand upon my wounded chest
telling my heart,
reminding it
that we cannot feel this way
not today ..
not tomorrow.
My heart calms ..
for now
but I know that it won't be for long.
♡For all you writers who pen words that pull at my heartstrings♡