It starts out as a vague discomfort. Your brain knows something is wrong in your body and there’s an immediate running monologue in your head.
What’s wrong? I can’t tell what’s wrong.
Maybe your heart beats a little faster. There’s a gnawing in your chest. There’s discomfort in your gut. It’s almost as though there’s something inside you with an urgent voice of its own.
What’s going on? Someone tell me what’s going on.
But you have no answer for the voice. You’re confused. You don’t know what you need. You don’t know what’s wrong. You just feel a growing sense of dread and panic. The sensations in your body are growing more urgent.
What do I need? Am I hungry? I must be hungry. I need something. What do I need?
The feeling of missing someone can create incredibly intense physical sensations in your heart and in your gut. The discomfort usually starts in the gut, but sometimes it starts higher — in the chest around the heart. It all works together, but you’re not even sure what’s going on. You end up guessing.
This is about her, isn’t it? Why am I thinking about her? Was I thinking about her or something else?

We’re neither friends nor enemies, just strangers who share the past
‘This path leads to somewhere I think I can finally say, I’m home’
When love finally dies, it’s like a fever breaks and the pain is gone
Something in us usually wants to believe next year will be different
Folks all around are waiting for someone to say, ‘Hello in there’
In the middle of world’s madness, happiness makes me think of her
Modern life doesn’t have to be as complicated as we try to make it
If you start sharing your abuse, some will tell you to ‘get over it’