Why

Contemplations

My chest tightens around my heart. I could barely breathe. The more I inhale, the harder it is for me to breathe.

It hurts. Every breath I take hurts. Every breath suffocates me even more.

Acceptance.

I’m struggling with it. Not when there are so many questions left unanswered. Questions whose answers I’m dying to know.

Careless Whisper

Contemplations

A careless whisper of affection is all it takes to stir trouble inside my beating heart.

I’ll be honest with you, I haven’t been taking good care of my heart.

I’ve fallen in love more times than I could count, though I do not know whether you could actually call that love.