Heartbreak is an odd experience.
At 7am you wish you could snooze your alarm
and hide from the sunlight.
At 10 you feel unstoppable
and like maybe today is the day the heartbreak will ease.
At 1pm you’re crying at your desk silently,
hoping no one will notice and
at 2 you’re running to the bathroom
because you feel nauseous.
At 3 you feel like you can manage.
At 5 you’re exhausted from your heart
leading you on this emotional roller coaster
and your brain unsuccessfully trying to take back control.Come 8 o’clock and you’re squeezing your pillow,
howling out to the moon wishing
you could feel anything,
anything but this.
oh my goddd. I thought it was great from the beginning but it only gets better
