The epicenter of my heart is thousands of miles away
Perpetually perched in the curls of your hair
On your chest as you sleep
In your coat pocket when you are out and about
While it feels heavy for me
I doubt that you even realize that it is there
So you go about your day
Completely oblivious to the fact
That you could, at any time, crush me
Oct 29, 2017
Oct 29, 2017 at 9:58 AM UTC
The epicenter of my heart is thousands of miles away
Perpetually perched in the curls of your hair
On your chest as you sleep
In your coat pocket when you are out and about
While it feels heavy for me
I doubt that you even realize that it is there
So you go about your day
Completely oblivious to the fact
That you could, at any time, crush me