This light in me is like no other.
It pushes against my heart until
I let it flow through my veins,
One drop at a time.
It goes to my fingertips,
Takes me on a journey through every crack and bend of your body.
It goes to my tongue,
Where I can say your name over and over
Until it’s all I want to say.
All I know how to say,
It goes to my brain,
Taking up every single spot of emptiness
Left by others before you,
Making you the only thing I ever think about.
But most importantly,
The light stays in my heart,
Making sure my veins never run out of this light called
Happiness

This numb feeling
Isn’t the kind you get before surgery.
No, not at all.
This is the kind of numbness where
Every emotion
Is ripped away from you.
Nobody warns you about this.
There is no “You’ll feel a little pinch… Ready?”
There is only a sudden punch in the gut,
Rip in your chest,
Knife in your heart, pulling out every emotion slowly.
At first you don’t even realize what’s happening.
But then you know.
You know how it feels to
Feel nothing at all.