Sometimes your stomach sinks and your heart grows heavy and swells up as if it's trying to say come back stomach, but the feeling you get from your heart being like that is not rejection, not dissatisfaction
But displacement, uncertain as to why you continued on
Through all of this you just want someone to tell
That someone you know, will know
It is utter despair, in the most silent way
You don't know what to do
You don't know who to tell.
