"When you drop a glass or a plate to the ground, it makes a loud crashing sound. When a window shatters, a table leg breaks, or when a picture falls off the wall, it makes a noise. But as for your heart when that breaks it is completely silent. You would think as it is so important it would make the loudest noise in the whole world or even have some sort of ceremonious sound like the gong of
cymbal or the ringing of a bell. But it is silent and you almost wish there was a noise to distract you from the pain. If there was a noise it is internal. It screams so loud your ears ring and your head aches. It trashes around your chest like a great white shark caught in sea, it roars like a mother bear whose cub has been taken. That is what it looks like and that is what it sounds like a trashing, panicking, trapped great, big beast roaring like a prisoner to its own emotions. But that is the thing about love, no one is untouchable."
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Poetic Art
PoetryA bunch of poems with art work or pictures they describe. Most found on tumblr.