I’m sure everyone has had the experience where for what ever reason their leg has given way beneath them. Either through an unfortunate misstep, or perhaps pushing too hard in the gym and your muscles realise your limits before your mind. Sometimes from pure fatigue where you’ve been walking or standing too long and your body calls it quits and before your realise it the ground comes up to meet you.
It’s like that with hearts too don’t you know. Sometimes you’ll just be doing whatever you’re getting on with and a thought will come up and hit you in the feels like a rake in the long grass.
I wonder what whatsername is doing right now?
How long has it been since everything was really “fine”?
I can’t catch a break with both hands and a heads up?
What if it’s not her or her or her it’s me?
What if this is as good as it gets?
POW! The ground comes up to meet you, metaphorically speaking. And the “feels” are just the “hurts” #writeordie
I get the feeling that it’s two against
I’m already fighting me so what’s another one?
The mirror is a trigger and your mouth’s a
Lucky for me I’m not the only one