And that's the last thing

i want you to feel.

It will feel like an anchor holding 

onto your heart.

and it's not just any anchor;

it goes by the name heartbreak.

One that is hollw as bone and

as clear as glass,

One that has and orange ember

that lingers within it.

It moves around like a cold

orange slushie.

But, when you touch it, it will burn

you mre than a thousand suns.

It wraps around your heart

a thousand times.

Then it's going to rip through all your 

organs to the bottom of your chest.

It will drown you in a pool

of your own misery.

And there's no escape.

You will live with it for

 the rest of your life.

Because that small ember is the love left behind.

No matter how small you might

think the anchor is,

it will always be more than you expect it to be

So it's your choice...

Live with heartbreak after it's

done it's buisness with you,

or escape the deal while you can.

Can you imagine what it's like?

To constantly love somebody who

hurts you so much.

That's what its like.

An anchor dragging yoy down by the

heart.

through the sea of sadness.

A lock without a key.

a heart without a beat.

A sickness without remedy.