what is this warm thing just like a river flowing through my cheek streaming down my chin why does my heart beats so fast yet the world feels slow my chest hurts a lot am I going to die? is this my end? is this the pain of heartbreak?
One of the earliest poems I've written some times ago. I couldn't remember exactly the details, but at that time I was crying really hard due to the confusion I was having. I decided to confess my feelings to my crush, but in the end, I didn't.