The feeling where you drift away so slowly
Just like the words on paper, they rip right off because they hurt so much
Selfish of me to do and say, but loving so much it hurts…
It hurts so fucking bad…
Your heart literally aches (it turns sour, a huge lump down your throat, or even someone squeezing it till it burst); it’s been ripped out but while the processes is subsiding,
All you can think of is to sit back and relax
Yes my words are drifting of my page… as I am drifting off,
Very very far away.