Suffocation

A feeling of being deprived until you feel like dying. The feeling of drowning, the luck of oxygen and the means of your living.

The heartache is something like that. broken pieces that can not be mended with just a bandaid, a glue or even a plaster. It feels like someone took your heart and squeeze it so tight, and it was not enough, so they stab it with a knife. Even with that, there was still that feeling like someone suck your soul out of your body, and just left behind a portion what you use to be.

Even when only the shell was left, it feels like I was suffocating. Drowning from my own misery.

I prefer to be stab or be shot because when you die everything can truly stop, the pain can ceased to exist, the sorrow could not be felt and all that you do will not be with you when you are dead. But even when you did live, the pain would still just be a physical pain. Pain that can be remedied with medicine, can be mended with doctors and can be elevated by other means.

But it's a different story when the pain was in your heart. It was like you are bleeding slowly but not just that. It was like a piece of your soul was missing. a puzzle that can never complete. A feeling that you can never explain, and an emptiness that you can never tolerate.

Time mends all wounds, but I don't think so, because the deeper the wound the larger the scar. So with every heartache, It retain something that can never be erase. It will never be the same.

But time will make you get use to the pain.