My First Bruise

I've met a hundred faces, different names, different laughs.

But the moment I saw you, my heartbeat lost its path. I told myself

it's nothing, just a glance, just a spark. But my chest was shaking like

you lit up something dark. I tried to know you slowly, tried to read

you right. And every word you said felt strangely like mine. It scared me

how familiar you felt from the start. Like I didn't meet you,

I remembered your heart. Then our eyes locked in the middle of the

room. No one spoke, but somehow I knew. It felt like