They say your first heart break will be the worst,

but they didn't warn me about how bad it gets after the third heartbreak from that same love.

My thoughts are an angry ocean and I've been tossed out to sea.
I'm drowning.
Lord calm them, please.

The numbness fades and it hits me all at once-
The crashing waves of ten thousand heart breaks

Two broken people picking up the pieces
Trying to make each other whole with shards of their own glass
Attempting to make something beautiful
And daring to call it *love

I can't take a full breath in, it feels like there's a weight on my chest.
A cinder block, with our initials inside a heart, etched onto the side.

I'm down here drowning and you're throwing water at me because you think I'm partched.

Listen to me, please.

Who would have thought that breath would ever be something that you have to focus on to make happen

Yet here I am, holding my breath because I forgot to think to exhale

I can not get enough air in and it feel like a block of ice is on my chest holding me down, freezing me out. I feel like I'm drowning but there's no water in sight.