my heart palpitations worsen with every heartbeat I imagine with you.
mostly anxiety, partly hope.
do I take a chance and risk you taking over my life or do I sit in lonely solidarity, not quite comfortable in my own 20 year old skin?
my horoscope says to go with the latter, but as a stubborn Aries, I can’t help but want to keep things the same,
grant me grace, tomorrow.
my moon is in Libra
CO-Start: 9/1/18, a prose by Emily Hering