“If music be the food of love, play on, Give me excess of it; that surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die.”- Duke Orsino

my heart breaks
in the middle of the
night.
i shiver continuously
thinking of you
and
thinking about you. 

my sleep breaks,
when i need slumber.
in the middle of night,
my heart calls to you.

is this love?
enchantment?
attachment?
the answer sway
in the wind.

what i know,
is
my heart breaks,
my sleep is disturbed;
because
of my feeling
and
thoughts about you.

my heart breaks!

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