There is a lot you don't know.
Like how my eyes change according to the light
Or how my body doesn't keep any heat in my limbs
How my mind wonders when I play the piano
Or how my fingers seem to move without me noticing
How I seem to space out when I am bored
Or so inspired that I can't help but to write something
On my arms, jeans or in my note book
I saw something beautiful today
Even with my broken heart I feel things
Through my hands, on my skin
Like the rain and even the snow
The grass between my toes, the smell of the salty ocean breeze
In my lungs, out my nose
I hear things- like the loud noise of people around me
The buzzing of my phone, your voice and my heart beat
I am going with my senses- going with the flow even if it hurts
I am broken remember? It's bound to hurt