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Arrhythmia

The first day that I met you

My heart was pounding in my chest

But it could have been because

I ran there, to the Starbucks

On the Ave

The one you used to work at

But maybe it wasn't because I was

In such a rush

It could have been the coffee

I've heard that can increase your

Heart rate

Or maybe both of these are wrong

You see, I was born with a slight

Arrhythmia

Which messes with the way my heart beats

But maybe it was my hearts way of saying

This one is the one

There's no way of knowing

But ever since that day

I've been smitten;

Scheduling my whole day around

Getting to see you

And I even remember the first time

I rode in your car

Because

You were worried about me

But it became a regular thing

You drove me home on the nights

You worked a close

And each and every time I fell more and more

And you started to feel like home

Because home is not a place

But a feeling in the heart,

And maybe it was my arrhythmia

But I've felt it since the start

And then you up and left

You moved so far away

But you needed to be with your family

I just wish you could've stayed

So I guess I had to visit

Because I was craving you so much

You see, you're like a drug to me,

You're my ******

My crutch

Because I wouldn't make it

Through every day life

Without your voice to hold onto

And our conversations replaying

Over and over

In my painseeking mind

Play it through

Then rewind

Again and again

I reminisce you

And every time we're together it's like

The world stops

And as we lay together

You tell me

"I can hear your heart beating are you okay?"

And maybe you heard

The arrhythmia

Which is why you were concerned

But my heart pounds in my chest

Like the timpani in an orchestra

And every third beat is half the length of the others,

But that's just the arrhythmia

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Written by
baylee
Published
Feb 7, 2017
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