Some time my mind still lingers upon those days
from the past.
Half a day to gather fire woods,
just so we could have enough fuel to warm up a quarter of the house for half an hour.
The colder the weather,
the snugglier our hearts.
Some time I found myself easily loosing track of the time in doing small stuff
Like watching a cat purring inside your arms
or the hands molding Papier-mâché masks
I remember that day when I spent half a day in sharpening a pencil,
just to write a short note to tuck inside the book I borrowed from you
Or that one month I walked 10 miles each morning
just to bring you the freshly made bread from the oven.
Or that Autumn,
I learned how to count stars in the milky galaxy,
trying to find my way back to your heart.
Something Sweet
My hummingbird heart beats fast like a drum as I sit and wait for my next fix to come.. It beats so fast I can see it beating out of my chest.. As time gets closer things start to happen and my vision starts to fade.. I blink hard and try to focus but nothing changes.. My muscles start to feel weak and my legs begin to shake.. Starting as small spasms building up to an eruption resulting in my legs giving away.. I fall to the floor, that’s when tears start to build.. Fear rushes over me and the smell of death feels the air.. My hummingbird heart goes from a drum to a slow pitter patter.. My breaths become shallow while my lungs become sticky like glue.. As I lay there on the floor taking my last breaths something sweet fills the air.. I can taste it’s partials on my tip tongue which had just enough nectar my lungs became undone.. My breath started back as the sweetness grew in the air.. Allowing more nectar to fill my veins, regaining normalcy my legs grew strength.. I rush to my feet to find the sweet scent when I notice you standing in front of me.. My hummingbird heart back to beating like a drum.. Needing you to survive, keeping my hummingbird heart alive, makes me realize I wish I’d had died..
@darknight
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