Drops Of Jupiter

You don't realize just how very lucky you were to have captured this heart. Not yet.

But tomorrow? What happens when you wake up, a burning in the pit of your soul, a constricting ache in your throat, one so tight that when you breathe, you gasp for air; this is a necessity you have to keep your mind on...or it just. might. stop.

What happens when your heart pounds and parades it's way up to your throat, and you can't swallow? What happens when your veins are pulsating with the chills and tingles that only I can trigger? What happens when none of that matters to me anymore, because you are no longer my purpose for living?

Incomplete.