The nauseating butterflies

Stampeding in my stomach,

Pounding, aching head

Crammed with thoughts of you,

Heart thumping, pulse racing

At the memory of your touch,

Shot nerves, trembling limbs

At the mere sight of your face.


Burning bloodshot eyes

From crying waterfalls,

Breathless tightened chest

Gripped by wracking sobs,

Full body paralysis, lethargy,

As you leeched the life from me.

Once critically lovesick,

Now sick of this incurable love.

Emma H, age 26, 23/03/2017


via Daily Prompt: Symptom


2 thoughts on “Lovesick

  1. emotionalspaces says:

    I love this! You have quite skillfully depicted how sweet can turn sour, in the context of relationships. Commendable use of some great metaphors, and the diction is a delight. Great job!

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