My heart ached in my chest. It was swelling up, finally getting ready to shatter into millions of pieces. Tears wanted to drip out of my eyes. My breathing sped, as I tried to control my breathing. inhaleexhaleinhaleexhale What if I stopped? What if I stopped thinking about breathing? Would I stop breathing?
A wise man once said "crying doesn't help a problem " So I held my tears, until I absolutely needed them.
Until my pain was 10 on a scale of 1 to 10. Until my pain was Unbearable.
I kinda got inspired by the movie of The Fault in Our Stars for this one. I am really enjoying writing poetry for everyone who wants to listen!