boom boom boom

heart racing melody, embracing the sound I hear. how long? missing you, somehow today. actually remembering the good times, forgotten pain. How long?


2 responses to “boom boom boom”

  1. This reads like a quiet heartbeat turned into words—tender, aching, and beautifully restrained 🤍

    There’s a gentle pull in the way longing and memory move together here: the racing melody, the soft ache of missing someone, the grace of remembering joy without reopening old wounds. That repeated “How long?” feels like both a question and a sigh, lingering in the air long after the lines end.

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