Your name is a notification on my phone and my body starts to sing. I'm vibrating like a melodic violin.
The tingling in my arms, the tightness in my chest, the beating of my heart, and the euphoria in my brain hurt so bad I want to stop being a musician in your symphony.
I love you so loud and I can't have you.
This pain is deafening because I don't know when or if you'll have my body preforming again.
YOU ARE READING
Metamorphosis
Poetry"You do not cease to exist just because I wish you to." Started: 4/3/20 Finished: 8/20/20 My 6th poetry book.
