Crushed.

How do you explain this feeling ? The one everyone experiences at some point in their life but can never describe to it's true extent ? The feeling of your heart pounding and leaping against your ribs like a frog trying to pierce through your chest and jump away back to it's home in the hands of the one that holds it. The feeling like your stomach is spinning and somersaulting. As if hundreds of thousands of popcorn kernels are popping within your stomach's confines and tickling it's lining. The feeling that makes nausea a good thing because the only thing you could possibly throw up is your heart and your love. It is the feeling that makes you smile as if invisible hooks have attached themselves to the corners of your lips and are constantly pulling upward to the sky. It is the feeling that helps you laugh at the hardships of life as if you were invincible. The feeling that tells you no matter how bad life gets, there is always a positive side, a silver lining. It shows you the beauty in everything; in trust, in loyalty, in commitment. Yet, it still remains a feeling that breaks hearts as often as makes them. It is a feeling that makes you feel safe, sound, and secure then quickly it changes and becomes a feeling that can make you feel like all happiness has been removed from the world. It is the feeling that whispers into your ear to take the plunge off of every high rise building, every bridge that stands strong above swirling currents and rough rocks, off of any chair with a rope tied around your neck, because, honestly, there was never any hope for you in reality, only in the dream world you tried to live in.

All these conflicting feelings, all these contrasting emotions, they are all somehow summarized in a simple word. Lust. Longing. Love. However, the most accurate of descriptions lies in the most simplistic of these words: Crush. Whether happy or heartbroken, there is always a crushing feeling. The crushing feeling of love while they kiss you, hold you, touch you, and promise you the world. Then afterwards the crushing, suffocating feeling of pain and depression as you find that every one of those kisses, those hugs, those intimate moments were lies; nothing more than beautiful imagery spun by your imagination, guided by the silver tongue of the one you loved the most.

Yes, throughout our lives we suffer under the unforgiving hand of love and romance as it teases and taunts us. It pushes us to the ground, offers us assistance to stand back up, and then lets us go, allowing us to fall once more to the hard ground. Repeatedly we fall for the same cruel joke, blindly following love with complete trust. Then suddenly, one day, it all pays off. Love pushes us, offers us it's hand to stand back up, and pulls us off the ground into it's ever loving arms in the warmest embrace of all. True, unfaltering love. The kind of love told in fairy tales; our happily ever after.