heartbreak.

The news hit her with the force of a train; it crushed her heart, and compressed her lungs.  The sudden impact of the situation was such a shock that her body felt like it was shutting down and she was forced to sit down.  She didn't know she was capable of feeling so much; she had no warning, she only had hope. And in just one moment, the last flicker of hope that had barely been burning in her heart for so long gave way. Just like that, every intense emotion that had consumed her evolved into something new, something painful.

The pain pressed down upon her chest, making it hard to breathe.  It crushed her lungs and engulfed the little muscle inside the chest, making it heavy and slow.  Her heart had never experienced anything like it; each throb forced the blood through her body so slowly and so powerfully--she felt the significant change in the way it was functioning.  She could hear her own heart beating.  She could hear her own heart hurting. The hurt began to rip her heart apart--it scratched at her throat and jabbed at the back of her eyes, constantly threatening to release little salty droplets of sadness from her eyes.  Eventually, the hurt won.

Never before had she experienced anything like it.  She never knew she was capable of feeling so much emotion.  She cared so much for that boy, that when the reality of the situation extinguished her last flame of hope, all those good emotions morphed into something bad; something horribly painful. 

She was alone.  In the end, the only one left to dry her tears was the wind. And the only thing left to kiss her cheeks was the rays of sun and the twinkling stars.  And the only thing left to hold her while pain leaked through her eyes and heartache shook her whole body, was the warmth of the summer air.