The first time we kissed, I felt my lungs spreading

It could only be because my heart was so powerful in this moment that it gained control of my body

I didn’t pay attention to what my other body parts were foreshadowing

I was never happier than I was in that moment

The 800th time we kissed my heart had stated it’s dominance

So it beat softly to remind the other parts of my body of their place.

I could feel it beat against you as you held me.

I couldn’t feel your beat, but I think it was because you were stronger

The last time we kissed my heart committed suicide.

It couldn't take the pressure to force it beats when it was broken.

Covering up my tears I wondered if the other girls had seen fireflies in your eyes dancing around and hypnotizing them.

Maybe they saw fireworks or maybe they saw fire straight from the start.