1/24/2024

Sometimes the buzzing of the fluorescent lights becomes a migraine

The blood vessels in my eyes pulsate

My jaw aches and lacks mobility

My hands tremble over my erratic heart beat

Closing my eyes makes the room spin

Opening them feels like forcing a strained muscle

I’m overwhelmed, sure

Feeling all my feelings so deeply is incredibly heavy when you’re this sad

When you can feel other people, even when they’re not around it’s… torture

Is this the cost of loving another?

Or, is it the cost of being loved?