Beats Inside
The heart fascinates me. Even when sleeping, it never stops to rest. I want to pull it aside and let it know I wouldn’t mind if it just relaxed for awhile. I feel like the more I think about it, the more likely it is to take my words to heart. Maybe at night I can connect myself to an artificial blood circulation system next to my bed, just so my heart can appreciate the rest that it has more than earned.