This chest feels tight when I remember you
When your shadow is present, it feels like there is very little oxygen pumping the lungs into the bloodstream
I don't know why this feeling is so thick it feels like a hot larva ready to burn you to the bone
This blood seems to be rustling; this heart is racing like a Ferrari racing car on a wild race track
Your face always plays in my mind
I'm honest and don't want to be hypocritical about this feeling
When you are weak and sick, it seems like there is a strong signal that God sends to me and it is more than 5G signals
I don't know if you feel the same as me right now? Only God and you know
© Ayatullah Nurjati. PoemHunter.com
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