

The Story of My Broken HeartAs I lay my ear upon his chest I hear his heart beating, thump thump. I feel like I can hear his love beating for me beneath his ribcage. Then I feel his lungs inhale, then shudder with an exhale. Something isn’t right, that breath was too shuddery. I look up, and I look into his eyes. I see a tear in the corner. It runs down the bridge of his nose, I wipe it away with my thumb, and look deep in his eyes, seeing pain behind his eyes.The Story of My Broken Heart
“What’s wrong baby?” I ask him, a questioningly look in my eyes.
He shakes his head, looking away from me. &
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