yet heartbreak was a feeling i had yet to feel.
would i be depressed?
would i cry?
would i become uninspired?
although the feeling was foreign. i knew i was close to it.my heart wasn't broken yet. but it was close.
slowly i could feel it become heavier.
and heavier. until it almost hurt to breathe.my thoughts. they were something else.
slowly ruining me as time continued.the anticipation of heartbreak was already too much for me too handle.
my own thoughts turning against me. tearing me apart.
my own mind killing me.the feeling of anticipation.
i know it was coming . that hurt the most.
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the way you make me feel
Poetrya collection of excerpts that will make you understand the way you make me feel.