#cheesyshit

You

I’ve expressed feelings before, I’ve felt love before. This is all a reminder that this is not the first time I’ve been drowned in such emotion. Where my heart is swollen in my chest and my ribs can’t confine it. When it beats, each rib press against the soft muscle of my heart. Sounds painful, but it feels so satisfying to know your heart is full rather than empty. Of course, love like this isn’t just restricted to one person and variety of people will make you feel this way, in different ways, platonic, romantic, even some sorts of hatred. There’s a difference in this one though, quite a difference. My smiles curls just a little higher, my grip between your fingers are just a bit tighter, the gap between our lips are shorter for just a bit longer. There’s a huge difference. Small things make my heart grow out of its space, the only way to reduce it is to smile just a bit harder. The way your eyes meet mine for just a brief moment between every single thing we do. The way you scrunch your nose when you smile. When your fingers slide between mine. The way you look as you write your feelings down. Oh, how sometimes we are quite in sync. The main difference is that I don’t even have to try. It’s all so easy, sacrifice is easy, love is easy, happiness is easy. There’s such a comfort coming from something that is so easy to do. Something so easy to do, when I’ve tried so hard to achieve it with the wrong people. I’ve felt love before, it was harder than this. Allowing myself to feel that love, that comfort, took a toll on my chest, making my ribs pierce harder into my heart when it grows. Growing harder for my heart to beat so much or so hard. This love is different, shaving down the spears I’ve shaped for my protection. But the cold, numb heart that pumped the freezing blood through my veins. My touch became cold, the feels that left my body shattered as soon as it reached anyone. “You’re cold.” I was cold, love made me cold. I’ve felt love before, love so cold, love like ice.