In My Feels

The Night I Cried

A raw heart breaking scream escaped my lips, but no one heard.
I lay there in the soundless night looking at the stars feeling a warm liquid run down my cheeks as if part of a waterfall.
Tears that haven't been shed since the day the world went dark.
The day humans evolved and became emotionless.

I shouldn't be able to cry right now, I shouldn't be able to feel this way... I shouldn't be able to feel at all.

I cry even harder as this realization hit me. I was able to feel again. Sadness and happiness and relief washed over me in waves. I was able to express myself In a way I haven't been since that horrible day.

My cries become silent sobs as I realize that what brought on this emotion was him... He's the reason I can feel again... But he doesn't know it.

Clichés don't exist anymore, but if they did this would be one.

My heart did a little flip as I thought of him. His brown hair and eyes, his smile, his laugh, and the way my name had once sounded coming from his lips. The way my chest felt like it was going to explode whenever he looked at me.

The tears are back again. Those are all just memories. Memories that I haven't had in years. Memories that he can't even remember. Memories don't even exist and even if they do it's like black and white, you can't feel them the way they're meant to make you feel. But these memories come crashing back with full force and for a moment I wish that I wasn't able to feel the pain I'm feeling right now yet at the same time it makes me feel human. I feel like me again.