You messed with my head and suddenly, my heart had lost its beat. My body is in a state of confusion at the sudden interruption on its daily routine. The words that you released through your lips shattered the glass I held dear and all I had simply done was believe you and your delicately strung words. The broken glass now lay at my feet, decorating the floor and every time I take a step, I try the best I could to keep from injuring myself, but I cannot avoid it. My body is crying for my heart to start pumping again so blood could travel through my veins freely once more.

You almost did it, you know. You almost killed me.

But as much as my feet ache, I take a few more steps and I would be broken glass free. Slowly, but surely the scratching and pounding at my head would die down and my shriveled and tightened heart would give way and start beating once more. My body will finally be at ease and it will start pushing itself to move forward.

I thank you, you know. You made me stronger.

My lungs no longer feel restricted as oxygen flows freely in. My eyes no longer weep for what I can’t control and my shoulders no longer droop for what I can’t keep clinging onto when it had already vanished. This body of mine with its head intact and organs functioning, my once trembling hands are now fists full of determination to what is ahead.