i was lying with my head on your chest,
listening to your heartbeat,
when i was overwhelmed by sadness.
a sadness so deep i could feel it cutting
through me. a sadness so strong that i
felt like i was suffocating.
i balled a fist with your shirt, holding
tightly in case you slipped away; you,
the last thing that i have to keep me sane.
Jun 26, 2018
Jun 26, 2018 at 6:01 AM UTC
i was lying with my head on your chest,
listening to your heartbeat,
when i was overwhelmed by sadness.
a sadness so deep i could feel it cutting
through me. a sadness so strong that i
felt like i was suffocating.
i balled a fist with your shirt, holding
tightly in case you slipped away; you,
the last thing that i have to keep me sane.
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