041;


My heart is a fluttering butterfly;

I wake up

heart pounding hard hard hard
my breaths jagged


I count to 400 before falling asleep
there’s a knot in my stomach
I cannot untangle


my life is like driftwood
just pieces drifting

but here’s the difference;

he makes me so damn happy


nothing makes sense
it was quite a while since anything did



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