the normal heart is a machine in flux, readjusting and recalibrating in feedback loops to level its expectations. the weather changes. her phone number changes. your pulse changes. the heart remains in homeostasis through tiny mechanical clicks that shift you into place, one beat at a time, so inconspicuous and well-oiled that you forget to micromanage the oscillation.
but i have never had a normal heart.
it will only ever multiply by one to bring me back to you.