There is that feeling.

That feeling that puts me in front of the screen to write though I will delete every poem I put down. Reader know they all are about him but you knew that already. You've felt that. That feeling.

It feels like an empty pit that spans from the breath in you chest to the bottom of your stomach and it aches so badly.  You want nothing more than to just fish the feeling out pull it from you body and breathe freely again without that pressure on your lungs.

That feeling that makes you feel like your flying and falling all at the same time. Wind in your feathers  as they are torn from your  skin. That feeling.