Ha! Nothing ever before made me feel alive like I am right now. It's five in the morning and through the faint cracks in the window panel, I could hear the birds chirping. It would have been annoying after listening to them for quiet a while now, but strangely it doesn't. Not to lose myself in the world of cliches, but when the birds stop chirping for a second or two, I hear you breathing. Long and streatched breaths. I could even feel the heart pounding; not mine.
It calms me, soothes me and gives me a sound notion denoting that the reason I live for now are just those beats.
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