teeny tale: punctuated love

when you’re beside me i want to wrap you up in parenthesis, and bracket your heart inside. & when i see you i pause like a comma and my mind trails off with ellipses... & when i’m alone, thinking of you makes me scream into the nothingness with exclamation points; no question mark hangs to the right of my heart. i’m as flustered as a run-on sentence: my hands they shake, my head it spins. and before you say anything, because to top it off, hearing your voice jolts me like a comma splice — & he took her hand in his, squeezing it three times — period, he said. and all she could think is that his feelings were punctuated better than any card or conversation heart she could have ever received. 

1 comment:

Wendy Irene said...

I just love this SO much!! <3