You have a strong heartbeat. I can feel it when I am close to you, I can see it pulsing in that little tender area of your neck. And sometimes, when I touch you, even just the slightest touch, I can feel your heart begin to race. I thought at first that it was just your physical nature, but then I noticed that it happened when I spoke, too. Like a revving engine.
That's what I got. That's the only indication that I am different. There are few words, there are few actions. There is just your heartbeat.
It's just that I can't feel it when I am not close to you...
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