I am Erick’s heart. I am in a million little pieces, only being held together by the cold hard layers of pain and loss. I am the reason the Erick will never be able to completely give himself to anyone.

I should be crying but I just can’t let the feeling show. If I start to cry, I don’t think that I’ll be able to stop. I know that I am not alone, but I always feel lonely. Whether in a crowded office or around a million friends, no one really knows me or the hurt that I have inside. Just thinking of another hurricane approaching, I am drawn back to one of the worst times in my life. Where do I go from here?

I am Erick’s heart and I am suffocating him. He is slowly dying . . . one breath at a time.