A Fifth Compartment.

According to biology, there’s four compartments in the heart

But for me, there’s a fifth

It is the place where I store all my thoughts of you

Each time your skin brushed against mine

The way your eyes lit up when the sun light softly touched them

And how I felt when you looked at me

The sounds that escaped your mouth – the groans, scoffs, and laughter that filled the air

Though they are no more, I still dust the lid off every now & then.


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