physics of love

mass is not proportional to volume.

a girl as small as a violet. a girl who moves like a flower petal is pulling me towards her with more force than her mass.

just then, I am. like newton's apple, I rolled towards her without stopping until I fell on her with a thump, with a thump thump.

my heart, keeps bouncing between the sky and the ground. it was my first love.

— kim in yook, 1963.