I remember heart ache now. What it feels like to have nothing left inside of you.. There is a hole in my chest where my heart once stood. Now I feel nothing but the empty coldness of that hole. It sinks deeper and deeper, like a knife driven to kill. I bared my heart too open for the world and now it has been ripped from me. I’m left here to shake in the frustration of me not being able to conjure tears. Now I sit here and wonder…what’s the difference between my chest and the greatest abyss?