Heartaches. So many.
The piercing feeling of something so overpowering you now begin to believe that if you can just stop something before that starts, you’ll be ok. But, you don’t.
Again and again as if falling lightly through the clouds or wandering aimlessly through a forest. Your brain forgets the aches and suddenly, again. Your heart doesn’t.
Back for more, you wonder. And wonder. Is this something your heart can take or by now, it’s numb. The millions of aches turned to a quick sting and now the tiny sting is nothing at all but an invitation for more. Quietly you sit and wait again. Nothing.
The aches are memories of things you can no longer even feel. Numb.