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How could the heart hurt so much,

when it is just a lump of beating flesh.

How could the tears flow so freely,

when it has been for hours.

How could the body feel so cold,

without the warmth of your touch.

How does it feel like

to be wrenched out of a dream,

but with memories of every detail,

of that beautiful, surreal dream.

For months,

my heart has found its place,

one week of you,

the world fell into place,

what treasure have I found,

amidst this horrible reality we are in.

How does it feel like

to have a logical mind

and an irrational heart.

Reality hits tenfold harder

when everyone tells you

what you already know.

This unknown terrain,

this uncertain path.

When all I want

is for the world to stop

for us.