She wasn't herself anymore
panting,
trembling,
shaking beneath the weight
of everything she couldn't say.
My hand rested at her throat,
her pulse a wild confession,
while the other traced the borders
of her sweetest surrender.
She clutched at me
as though the room were drowning,
her lips parted between breaths,
her eyes forgetting the world.
And I watched her unravel
one heartbeat at a time
until even silence
could no longer pretend
it didn't hear her.