"when I don't know how I'm supposed to feel, you're the only person that can remind me."

"This is why it hurts the way it hurts.

You have too many words in your head. There are too many ways to describe the way you feel. You will never have the luxury of a dull ache.

You must suffer through the intricacy of feeling too much."

words could fill a piece of paper from end to end and yet not fully describe the feelings within. they say a picture speaks a thousand words, but what if there's no picture i could find to speak the thousand words i want to say? they call it a ticking time-bomb waiting to explode but i see it as a slow cooking pot of emotions, being brought to boil. slowly but surely the heat spreads. but like a frog in boiling water, oblivion to the heat that's slowly creeping up toward it, to silently launch an attack. you'd never know what hit you, you never do.

ramblemumbletumble.