As we were hugging, you told me my heart was beating strangely.

You said you wished I could listen to my own heart. To entertain you, I tried putting my ear to my chest.

I couldn’t do it, but I did make you smile.

I don’t know why I like making you smile so damn much. 

But I do wish you could have explained what you meant by my heart beating strangely. I know I feel all tingly when I’m with you, so maybe this is just a new symptom of whatever you wanna say that I have. 

Maybe you make my heart race.

Or skip beats.

Or maybe you slow it down, making me feel human, and vulnerable.

I hope that one day you are able to explain what you meant.

I hope that one day you are able to explain what you heard.