Palpitations

There are moments in one’s life where simply put, your heart skips a beat.

It could be something very basic. Extremely commonplace. Like a flip of the hair, eyes talking, a very untimely hug. You could be innocently looking at someone when they aren’t aware of it, or just watching a person sleep cosily. A moment that stays with you. Almost like a painting. Tugs your heart chords. Butterflies in the stomach. Makes you slightly breathless. A very specific instance in time when you know you’re truly fucked and there is no turning back.

I speak to the people who experience these moments or register them, it’s a blessing. You don’t have to act on it. It’s the nature harmonising to your tunes and the universe making sense for a very brief time. Cherish it. And that’s all to it.