You’ll always know when it hits. You’ll know it the instant it arrives and you’ll know what it is. Sometimes it takes a while after the fact. It takes time for your heart to catch up with the rest of your body. The heart is the first to give way, never listening to the brain. It feels first and it reacts first. Whatever your mind gives your mouth to say, doesn’t alter the happy humming of your heart. The humming becomes catchy and soon your brain starts tapping along and on goes the happy train untill reality puts the breaks in pushing you over the edge and pulling you back in time.
Once angry adrenalin leaves your system and your logic evaporates, your heart starts to hurt. Its always a dull, heavy tugging that makes you feel like its being weighed down. Always down.
Is love not sacrifice? And do we not lovingly sacrifice? If so, why the tears.