I know I’m a heartbeat away from something, but I just don’t know what. Good or ill. Mine or someone else. What is it? Where? Why? I’ll know in a heartbeat.
Karel
when I first saw my baby’s heart beating on the scanner’s screen I couldn’t believe it. it’s hard to believe there is a whole person living inside you. one created from you and your husband.
jaguarish
the heartbeats on and on, faster and faster but then bam the guns started fireing and slam you get hit by a bullet and drop all you remembers was the sound of the medic trying to save you and the helo landing and taking off with you inside
tony
He lay there.Blue as cold steel.No breath,no movement.Dead. his life snuffed out in a heartbeat.
Mick Verco
Her heartbeat was out of sync with those around her. It flutter in her chest like a wild animal fighting to escape. And what had caused it? The clear, deep, icy blue eyes of Alex sitting opposite. They took her breath away, and she had to fight to keep herself from getting lost inside them forever. she tried to concentrate on the page in front of her, but she felt to hot and her brain had become as useless. She couldn’t resist anymore, she needed him.
EmpireOfTheSun
heart beats are inescapable. One, two, here and there maybe you can skip a few, but day in, day out, there it stays, a heartbeat framed by breaths – thump thump – you’re through another day.
mary
heart beats are inescapable. One, two, here and there maybe you can skip a few, but day in, day out, there it stays, a heartbeat framed by breaths – thump thump – you’re through another day.
mary
dont miss them
tobi
In a heartbeat the whole world can change. If only for a moment, but sometimes the world news tonight can broadcast one simple message that will affect everybody. In a heartbeat, or the lack of one, as it’s usually somebody’s death that makes the news, and makes the world stop and think about that person for only a moment. In a heartbeat.
PattiH
silence is white, pale, empty —
and what your heart is made of
(and try as i might,
i can’t hear it beating).
grace
The sounds of your heartbeat, is the only thing that is keeping me going now. One day if i never hear it ever baby tell me, how do i go on? When you are the only reason that i live . Your breath is like my air, your heartbeat is my music. And i wonder, what if you go ?
di
The sounds of your heartbeat, is the only thing that is keeping me going now. One day if i never hear it ever baby tell me, how do i go on?
di
god jetlag is something quite close to death its self. i feel as though my heartbeat has slowed to a snails pace, as though i must make a concious effort to continue beating. i feel as though as i half slept on the plane, the flight attendant came by and stole half my blood.
shahan
drums are important for any musical ensemble but when old people hear them, like when we played at montecatini it, according to them ‘reminds them of their own heartbeat’ how precious.
shahan salim
When I realised for the first time that I missed you I felt it in my chest and in my stomach, a wrench, a twist, a longing, a skipped heartbeat. I never knew I could be this way, you have changed me for the better.
Kelly
In a heartbeat, I lost him.
I didn’t realise that my action would hurt him sooo much.
I am sooo upset.
I wish I could have him back, just like I lost him… in a heartbeat.
Rida
I am so tired of hearing from my heart. Has it not the guts to keep beating without my constant attention? Always “Don’t eat that, go run, I wish you would write something beautiful”–on and on! And then there’s you, rummaging around in it at 2:51 AM, restless as a tiger and twice as lovely, leaving the door open when you go.
Brian Slusher
Oh1 I heard it again .. As he crossed the road, i knew my heart skipped a beat .. Why does it happen to me ?? I hate it ! He loves me not !! but all i Do is wait for his one look … Stop is heartbeat !! please …..
Mermaid
Oh1 I heard it again .. As he crossed the road, i knew my heart skipped a beat .. Why does it happen to me ?? I hate it ! He loves me not !! but all i Do is wait for his one look … Stop is heartbeat !! please …..
Mermaid
heartbeats mean you’re alive and i thank god for it sometimes when i’m nestled against you in the middle of the night listening to your breathe, with your chest pressed against mine and i can feel the pulse in your arms and neck as you cling to me until the light comes back to save us each time.
fast fingers
i hear a heart beat and it really fucking scares me. i cant even believe that everyones walking around with heart beats. doesnt it scare them that one day they could just stop at any moment? it terrifies me and i hate thinking about it. any time i can feel or hear my heart beating i freak the fuck out. i cant handle it. its too much for me. i dont understand why it effects me the way it does but it does and theres nothing i can do about it. i hate my anxiety and the way it makes me feel. i wish it’d stop and leave me alone.
stacie
heartbeat: i don’t feel like i have one.
rachel
I can feel your heart, he said.
And yours. Almost like one, chest pressed together. Hold me. In the dark, watching Tv and 2am we were happiest.
Miss Miller
the blood pulses, I can feel it. with my thumb pressed to her neck… the tide ebbs. The heartbeat stops. She is dead. And her once flowing lifeblood surrounds me… I killed her. The beautiful cuts drive me insane… she is dead and I’m laughing.
darkk
I knew a drummer once who must’ve played thousands of beats in his lifetime.
I wonder which one was his heartbeat.
Myona
I once dreamed about a heartbeat. It was a nice dream. Very rhythmic. I felt as if everything in the dream was constantly going in one direction. Not forward or backward, just in a single fixed direction. It was very plain. My heart beats a lot around Matt, Justin and Randy. I think I like it.
megan
the life force of humanity pulsing in sync with the rest of the world people need it to live, but when two heart beats mach, fate has made its choice clear. The thing that keeps people alive keeps them in love and along with that heartbeat souls intertwine and beat simultaneously together.
Taylor
A heartbeat is a predictable thing. One after the other. Until it decides it’s time for a change. Then you’re right shafted.
Elpenor
“There was some comfort in it”, she thought as she lay beside him. It dulled the tinge of lonliness between her breaths. It’s not like there was any mutual understanding or affection with him. His heartbeat was just a reminder of life outside herself.
@
its fast, slow, depending on the mood. Heartbeats have rythym and tempo which describe how we feel physically.a\
lloyd
I hope I still have one when I get old
Danny
i felt his heartbeat as i drove him to the vet. he was nervous and i was sad. Nemo, you’re going to doggy daycare for the week. Not mentioning that we would be at the beach that same week. please love him and keep him safe. he’s the best friend my daughter has ever had.
paulilne m
Heartbeats pounding in my chest. Softly, slowing like time around me. Vibrations, faster and faster as my eyes close to the world around me. All I saw was you, all I thought of was you, and I knew that I was a fool to have lied to myself for so long.
Pixxie
my heartbeat was super fast the first time i went on the roolercoaster and the first time i called my boyfriend hahahah
sandra
i listen to the sound on the phone, where they recorded it at the doctor’s office.
suddenly, the unreal becomes real and turns into surreal.
her baby, my baby’s baby, is there, in her flat tummy… and the sound of the heartbeat is like a rushing river of love.
quin browne
twice as long as it takes for me to make adecision. suprised i can get more than two words in. bye
jeff
Heartbeats in time
Against a rhyme
And words traded
With sadness faded
Degenerate kids
With nothing to lose
Have each other
As they wanted to chose
It’ll lead to heart break
And some rot
But it’s all
That they’ve got
Blake G.
I love beeps
mirandaaaaa
I love. I measure your moments in heartbeats. I sing to that rhythm. I wonder if I can get any closer to you, my ear to your chest. It never seems close enough, loud enough.
I know I’m a heartbeat away from something, but I just don’t know what. Good or ill. Mine or someone else. What is it? Where? Why? I’ll know in a heartbeat.
when I first saw my baby’s heart beating on the scanner’s screen I couldn’t believe it. it’s hard to believe there is a whole person living inside you. one created from you and your husband.
the heartbeats on and on, faster and faster but then bam the guns started fireing and slam you get hit by a bullet and drop all you remembers was the sound of the medic trying to save you and the helo landing and taking off with you inside
He lay there.Blue as cold steel.No breath,no movement.Dead. his life snuffed out in a heartbeat.
Her heartbeat was out of sync with those around her. It flutter in her chest like a wild animal fighting to escape. And what had caused it? The clear, deep, icy blue eyes of Alex sitting opposite. They took her breath away, and she had to fight to keep herself from getting lost inside them forever. she tried to concentrate on the page in front of her, but she felt to hot and her brain had become as useless. She couldn’t resist anymore, she needed him.
heart beats are inescapable. One, two, here and there maybe you can skip a few, but day in, day out, there it stays, a heartbeat framed by breaths – thump thump – you’re through another day.
heart beats are inescapable. One, two, here and there maybe you can skip a few, but day in, day out, there it stays, a heartbeat framed by breaths – thump thump – you’re through another day.
dont miss them
In a heartbeat the whole world can change. If only for a moment, but sometimes the world news tonight can broadcast one simple message that will affect everybody. In a heartbeat, or the lack of one, as it’s usually somebody’s death that makes the news, and makes the world stop and think about that person for only a moment. In a heartbeat.
silence is white, pale, empty —
and what your heart is made of
(and try as i might,
i can’t hear it beating).
The sounds of your heartbeat, is the only thing that is keeping me going now. One day if i never hear it ever baby tell me, how do i go on? When you are the only reason that i live . Your breath is like my air, your heartbeat is my music. And i wonder, what if you go ?
The sounds of your heartbeat, is the only thing that is keeping me going now. One day if i never hear it ever baby tell me, how do i go on?
god jetlag is something quite close to death its self. i feel as though my heartbeat has slowed to a snails pace, as though i must make a concious effort to continue beating. i feel as though as i half slept on the plane, the flight attendant came by and stole half my blood.
drums are important for any musical ensemble but when old people hear them, like when we played at montecatini it, according to them ‘reminds them of their own heartbeat’ how precious.
When I realised for the first time that I missed you I felt it in my chest and in my stomach, a wrench, a twist, a longing, a skipped heartbeat. I never knew I could be this way, you have changed me for the better.
In a heartbeat, I lost him.
I didn’t realise that my action would hurt him sooo much.
I am sooo upset.
I wish I could have him back, just like I lost him… in a heartbeat.
I am so tired of hearing from my heart. Has it not the guts to keep beating without my constant attention? Always “Don’t eat that, go run, I wish you would write something beautiful”–on and on! And then there’s you, rummaging around in it at 2:51 AM, restless as a tiger and twice as lovely, leaving the door open when you go.
Oh1 I heard it again .. As he crossed the road, i knew my heart skipped a beat .. Why does it happen to me ?? I hate it ! He loves me not !! but all i Do is wait for his one look … Stop is heartbeat !! please …..
Oh1 I heard it again .. As he crossed the road, i knew my heart skipped a beat .. Why does it happen to me ?? I hate it ! He loves me not !! but all i Do is wait for his one look … Stop is heartbeat !! please …..
heartbeats mean you’re alive and i thank god for it sometimes when i’m nestled against you in the middle of the night listening to your breathe, with your chest pressed against mine and i can feel the pulse in your arms and neck as you cling to me until the light comes back to save us each time.
i hear a heart beat and it really fucking scares me. i cant even believe that everyones walking around with heart beats. doesnt it scare them that one day they could just stop at any moment? it terrifies me and i hate thinking about it. any time i can feel or hear my heart beating i freak the fuck out. i cant handle it. its too much for me. i dont understand why it effects me the way it does but it does and theres nothing i can do about it. i hate my anxiety and the way it makes me feel. i wish it’d stop and leave me alone.
heartbeat: i don’t feel like i have one.
I can feel your heart, he said.
And yours. Almost like one, chest pressed together. Hold me. In the dark, watching Tv and 2am we were happiest.
the blood pulses, I can feel it. with my thumb pressed to her neck… the tide ebbs. The heartbeat stops. She is dead. And her once flowing lifeblood surrounds me… I killed her. The beautiful cuts drive me insane… she is dead and I’m laughing.
I knew a drummer once who must’ve played thousands of beats in his lifetime.
I wonder which one was his heartbeat.
I once dreamed about a heartbeat. It was a nice dream. Very rhythmic. I felt as if everything in the dream was constantly going in one direction. Not forward or backward, just in a single fixed direction. It was very plain. My heart beats a lot around Matt, Justin and Randy. I think I like it.
the life force of humanity pulsing in sync with the rest of the world people need it to live, but when two heart beats mach, fate has made its choice clear. The thing that keeps people alive keeps them in love and along with that heartbeat souls intertwine and beat simultaneously together.
A heartbeat is a predictable thing. One after the other. Until it decides it’s time for a change. Then you’re right shafted.
“There was some comfort in it”, she thought as she lay beside him. It dulled the tinge of lonliness between her breaths. It’s not like there was any mutual understanding or affection with him. His heartbeat was just a reminder of life outside herself.
its fast, slow, depending on the mood. Heartbeats have rythym and tempo which describe how we feel physically.a\
I hope I still have one when I get old
i felt his heartbeat as i drove him to the vet. he was nervous and i was sad. Nemo, you’re going to doggy daycare for the week. Not mentioning that we would be at the beach that same week. please love him and keep him safe. he’s the best friend my daughter has ever had.
Heartbeats pounding in my chest. Softly, slowing like time around me. Vibrations, faster and faster as my eyes close to the world around me. All I saw was you, all I thought of was you, and I knew that I was a fool to have lied to myself for so long.
my heartbeat was super fast the first time i went on the roolercoaster and the first time i called my boyfriend hahahah
i listen to the sound on the phone, where they recorded it at the doctor’s office.
suddenly, the unreal becomes real and turns into surreal.
her baby, my baby’s baby, is there, in her flat tummy… and the sound of the heartbeat is like a rushing river of love.
twice as long as it takes for me to make adecision. suprised i can get more than two words in. bye
Heartbeats in time
Against a rhyme
And words traded
With sadness faded
Degenerate kids
With nothing to lose
Have each other
As they wanted to chose
It’ll lead to heart break
And some rot
But it’s all
That they’ve got
I love beeps
I love. I measure your moments in heartbeats. I sing to that rhythm. I wonder if I can get any closer to you, my ear to your chest. It never seems close enough, loud enough.
heart beat, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom,mom,mom,mom,mom,mom,mom,mom,mom,mom,mom,mom, mom,mom,mom.