It comes and goes in waves. The flashbacks, the ringing in the ears, the constant but faint feeling. The sweaty palms, the heartbeat so loud that you can't think or hear anything else around you. It hits you when you least expect it and knocks the wind right out of your very lungs. The lungs that are fighting so hard to make the feeling go away and the oxygen flow through your body. I hate it. I can't stand it at times. It's just a constant ringing in the ear and my head feels like it's spinning as I sleep. I just want it to go away. I want it to stop but I just can't make it go away.
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Love hurts
PoetryNumerous poems about what love can do and how it hurts just as much. From ages 14-23
