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.