And just as suddenly, I feel like laughing at myself.
Dissolving into a mess of giddy and hollow, laughing and gasping and sobbing until I’m empty of it all.
I don’t know how I feel, only that I do and it’s intense. It makes me feel lonely and isolated, this inability to interpret or explain. All that’s left to me is wordless expression, this pressure in my chest, this sinking-floating feeling.
Happy and sad and lonely and so deeply connected to the universe. I can feel my heart more keenly than I have in so long.
I don’t want to be here right now. I want to be in your bed. I want you holding me. I want to whisper my secret in your ear and have everything be alright.
Breathe into me, fill me up, make me forget everything outside of us and this moment and these feelings circulating between us.
What is going on with me?