Woke up with terrible chest pains…left hand side, where your head should be. I always have chest pains when I wake up without you. Some would call it heartache. I don’t. I know better. Probably just a muscle cramp. After all that’s all heartache is….muscle cramps.
Hearts don’t break, they stop consecutively contracting and relaxing. Heartache is overrated.
It hurts when I breathe. Sometimes it hurts so much that the words coming out of my mouth are sucked back in and replaced with high pitch moans, like when I squeeze my cat so hard that she can’t meow properly. Now I know how that feels.
I can’t speak… so I write. At least nobody can tell me to stop writing…noone can take the words you’ve written down away from you. Writing is so much better than speaking. People can’t tell you to shut up when you’re writing. I think I’m gonna give up speaking all together and just write…
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