Happyhurt

I was content, about 10 minutes ago. Now, my chest hurts, as it is wont to do when i feel slightly broken hearted...

But about what, i wonder?

Is it because that i felt so strong that i realize that i may be weak? Or that i then felt so weak that i must be strong, since i'm still bearing that feeling. I'm ba at this, i know. But... what the fuck?

I wish i was callous, cold and uncaring. But no one is truly like that, are they? Immerse yourself in the coldest shower, and it will feel like white hot needles boring into your skin.

My chest hurts... but my mind is normal. It does not throb, it does not flit from scene to scene, from thought to thought.

I'm in the eye... yet there is no storm.

I no longer hurt like i once did
Yet teh stars sparkle no more, as they once did
the water i drink is cooler than before
but not nearly as sweet