Monday, April 25, 2016

Dear heart

It's like almost 12:00 I'm still awake my heart still hurts and my bones still ache my hands still shake. What the heck is wrong with me. I count the sheep in my head but instead I'm counting how many times I think of your name.
          I blame you I blame the muscle that sits on the left side of my chest. Actually people say you sit right in the middle just slightly tilted to the left. No matter where you sit, in my chest or on my sleeve. (Function of the heart: to protect!) you didn't do your job you didn't do it. 
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  1. AmbivalentialApril 26, 2016 at 5:42 PM

    This. Mm, this is really well written. Hearts suck man, but I guess it's worth the experience in the end. This is life and what else can you do but live it, heartbreak and all?

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