UNBREAK MY HEART ❤️✨ - by Nomshu Writes✨

Hear me out.No really.Before you judge me, before you call it dramatic, before you call me too much.Listen to “Un-break my heart… by Tony Braxton ” while you read this.Let it loop in your head.Let it ache.Because that is how I love.I don’t love in halves.I don’t love in moderation.My brain doesn’t have a dimmer switch it’s either fluorescent obsession or complete darkness.And when you loved me, it was the first time the noise quieted.You don’t understand what that means.My mind is a room with too many radios playing at once.Memories interrupt each other.Feelings overlap.Sadness sits in the corner like a permanent resident who forgot to leave years ago.But you you were a single frequency.Clear.Loud.Addicting.I hyperfocused on you the way other girls hyperfocus on hobbies.Your laugh.The way your jaw tensed when you were angry.The exact time you stopped texting back that night 11:37 p.m. I remember because I replay it like a scratched record.You were not just love.You were stimulation.You were dopamine.You were proof that I could feel something other than exhaustion.And maybe that wasn’t fair to you.But you said you loved me.Do you know what that does to a girl who already feels like she’s too loud, too scattered, too heavy to hold?It feels like oxygen.So when you pulled away slowly, subtly, cruelly my mind did what it does best.It spiraled.Was I too much?Too sad?Too distracted?Too intense?Did I text too often?Not enough?Did you get bored?Did you ever really love me or did you just like being needed?I replayed every conversation like evidence in a trial where I am both the criminal and the judge.Depression tells me I ruin everything.ADHD tells me to obsess over how.And somewhere between those two voices, your absence grew teeth.You broke my heart in a quiet way.Not with shouting.Not with betrayal.But with distance.And distance is the cruelest thing you can give someone who already lives inside her own head.Now my mind is loud again.Too loud.And I hate that I would still choose you.I hate that if you walked back in and said, “I love you,”my brain would light up like a city after a blackout.Because loving you felt like purpose.Like direction.Like all my scattered thoughts had somewhere to land.So unbreak my heart.Say you love me again even if it’s reckless.Even if it’s wrong.Even if it ruins me twice.Because being shattered by you felt betterthan being numb alone.And maybe that’s the most dangerous thing about me.I don’t fear the storm.I fear the silence after it leaves.

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