Ignorance is rarely bliss when it comes to matters of the heart and emotions are involved, it’s usually painful in the end.
Feelings can be like a persistent, never ending ocean wave that crashes over you, again and again. Causing you to feel like you’re drowning.
Your brain creates rational logic as quickly as your lungs force out the sobs that choke you and the tears fall from your eyes.
You know you won’t always feel this way, but the hammer to your skull and the fist clutching your heart speak different tunes.
You know the reasons behind the actions, but you still feel the pain of the inaction and seemingly empty words.
Your body detaches from itself, becomes a shell. The pain is there but it becomes dull, abstract, as if someone else suffers it even as your hands cover your face or clutch your sides in an effort to comfort what cannot be comforted.
Am I a human being?
Or am I a wind up toy?
Am I an active partner?
Or am I there to stroke your ego?
Am I a treasured friend?
Or am I your entertainment?
I am not the sum of what you make me. I am many things to many people. Rarely am I seen for what I am. If I am me: Then what are you?