The heartbreak is agonizing.
My mind is beginning to form thick clouds,
Like the calm before the storm.
It causes my stomach to wrench,
As if the lightning is striking finally.
I find myself unable to consume anything but the salty tears that drip onto my forever trembling lips,
Making up for the lack of water I am unable to let flow down my dry throat.
The lips I will only allow you to kiss.
Down my desiccated throat that is incessantly...