She said.
“Why Mr.Clark, you have quite the heartbeat don’t you?”
But how could he not?
Her presence itself was mesmerizing enough to make one go blind.
A fleeting touch of her would wound him so badly, god forbid him to not be able to control the flicker of his heart beat!
“Please forgive me-“ he started, when she broke into a thousand tripling giggles, running down the purest stream in the most deepest, hidden, sacred woods.
Alas, he threw up his heart, and she took it in her bare hands, just to keep it safe within her own heart.







