Scaredy Cat
The way I feel about you is like a heartbeat, soft and persistent, underlying everything else. My heart is walking around outside of my body, it's always with you, but the blood has nowhere to go. Being so in love with you feels like drowning without panicking and each moment that passes without us touching one another is a Schrodinger's cat in a box paradox. We're immortal here, while the box is closed. While my heart continues to beat outside of me. While I sink into water without knowing how to swim. While time stretches until it pops. You're my infinity within these numbered days until you bring my heart back to me. The poor thing managed to fumble its way to you wrapped like a gift but I'm going to get it back in a coffin and curiosity won't be to blame this time. It will be love that killed the cat.


















