“I hope my eyes tell you
every moment of every day
that my heart belongs to you.”
When my lungs no longer breathe air, remember that fire is what sustains me. When my blood turns black, know that words need to be spilled. And when my eyes linger on you for a few extra moments, know that it’s me, screaming inside my head, trying desperately to let the words flow from my mouth. Just remember those hidden messages in my eyes that tell you every moment of every day, my heart belongs to you.
© Sarah Doughty
2019
Just as it always has.
Magic in writing 🙂
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