Remnants

When the pulse of the world beats too fast, and you find it hard to breathe- close your eyes and listen to your heartbeat. I must drown in depth yet he fears the oceans tide fish out of water We must fall in love the way rain races down from the sky, completely surrendered to the process of falling. She fell (although it felt like she was thrown) hard, fast she had never spoken to him but loved him, all the same his gentle spirit comforted her finicky, fragile soul his presence wrapped around her body like a warm, familiar blanket (from which she never wanted to emerge) his relentless, chocolate-almond eyes spoke a thousand words (with an accent of intensity) kindly blinking between glancing sentences his large, acrylic paint-stained hand grazed her arm as he placed her cappuccino down softly goosebumps emerged, (unable to hide their feelings for him either) she felt her cheeks blushing, looked down and smirked her beating heart pounding through her flesh she felt exposed vulnerable, yet safe then he was gone