In truth this thing beating in my chest is a simple pump. An organ of specialized muscle to push fluid through my arteries; a construction of chambers and valves to accept depleted blood and thrust it back through my body. My thoughts don’t control it; my heartbeat resonates through my chest regardless of my awareness, beating through the night, through the day. And yet, somehow, she’s managed to make it more.

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