When the heart is slit open
Love drips like blood
Thick warm drops or red
Trickle down the chest and it’s painful.
It’s as if the air around you turns dense and heavy
Too heavy to carry, It starts to bend you, exhaust you,
But it’s not all in the air, you feel it in your body
There is a vacuum in your gut, in your chest
Trying to swallow you inside out,
It hurts physically, at the back of your eyes
In your throat, in your chest
And somewhere else
Somewhere inside you
Or maybe outside you
But the pain is so real
Yet you can’t point to a part of your body
And say “There, that’s where it hurts.“ Continue reading “So You Smile” →
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