Love in Slow Motion

by Nine

The thumps of my heart are scary. It feels unreal, abnormal, alien even. How I tried to drown them out, yet the sounds knew how to swim. Foreign emotions feel ghastly.

Thrown out thoughts and memories were like ghosts haunting the back of my mind. Running laps like finishing first rewards them by eating up my sanity bit by bit. My own consciousness holds me hostage with a knife down my throat, trapping me in a trance of letting myself tango with the shadows of my past.

And in the chaos of it all, you knocked through the guarded walls.

The beat of my heart no longer screams in agony, but it beats with ease. I no longer force to mute the voices that tell me otherwise, as your laughter was enough to deafen the nuisance. The language spoken by emotions was yours to translate.

Unsure steps aren’t as terrifying anymore. The chokehold that clouded my trail of thoughts let go of its grip, letting me breathe freely and live beyond what I thought would be the end. And though my fragments are jagged lines put together, you chose to see the rainbow that hid behind my clouds.

Though it’s too early to tell, the vehemence from you that wraps me in its warmth is something I want to unravel —

Slowly, surely, beautifully.