Novel & Cerita When I Breathe In My Heart Hurts

“I was just joking. Why were you running?” “I wasn’t running,” I muttered. She folded her arms and tilted her head. “Hey, you are not allowed to lie to me. We’re friends and we promised not to keep secrets.” I exhaled slowly and leaned against the wall. My shoulders dropped like they were carrying too much weight. “Yeah,” I said quietly. She stepped closer, her voice soft now. “Are you okay?” I swallowed hard. “It really hurts.” Her smile faded. “What hurts?” “This,” I said, pressing my palm to my chest. “Feelings. Love. It hurts. It hurts so much, right here.” I tapped my chest again. “My heart aches so badly that I feel like I can’t breathe properly.”

The sudden pain in my heart only intensifies the growing sense of dread. "I can't breathe," I rasp out, my words barely above a whisper, feeling my heart tighten. "Do as I fucking asked, and you will!" the person commands, and I comply. Gasping, I fill my lungs with air, panting hard. I didn't do it initially because I didn't think it would help.

I place my hand on my heart while I'm continuously crying. "Heart, just one more. Please, give it to me because it's my birthday. One more, one more aversion from him and I'm about to give up. Promise, we'll give up on him..." I try to stop my tears but I can't because my heart hurts so much. I wiped my tears and went back to my room to drink medicine for my heart. I also get my inhaler to breathe. I can feel my chest tightening and my breath catching. I'm not afraid of my condition right now because it's normal when I'm too much emotional. And of course, I'm not afraid to die anymore.

I could not understand why they were in front and how they got there, but I could see them clearly, and it was breaking me apart. The sight of them made my chest even tighter, and I was losing my strength to breathe as my heart beat so loud it screamed in pain. Fuck, I needed to breathe normally. I placed my fist on my chest, trying to relieve the pain, but it just would not go away. I did not understand what was happening to me, but it literally hurt as if something deep inside me was in pain. I could even hear a whimper in my head, as if there was someone else inside me.

Trying to desperately get rid of the stains and scars of your heart. You do not want to feel it. But then it comes down on you, unexpectedly. And you cannot breathe. You cannot fantom what is peeking around your environment. Everyone is tasting cream while the sour of your tongue tastes death. You cannot breathe. Your throat is clogged and it is difficult to breathe. You hold unto the hardness of your chest, desperately wanting to tear through your skin, wanting to rip your heart off. You do not want to feel. You do not want to feel. It hurts. Even thing hurts, even breathing.

worse? Suddenly, my ribcage became too small to accommodate my pounding heart. A sharp, high-pitched tone harassed my ears as panic slowly clawed its way out to the surface. I couldn't breathe. I cradled my head in my hands, ineptly trying to push more air into my lungs.

Shock was starting to set in, leaving me feeling cold and empty. My foot got caught on something, making me tumble forward. Sucking in a breath, I slowly sat up and glanced around me. I couldn’t see a thing. Panic clawed at my chest, making it harder to breath. Shivers raced through my body even though sweat was dripping down my forehead. Curling into a ball, I hugged my knees to my chest as the first sob escaped. It hurt. It hurt so bad. Everything hurt. Why can’t I breathe? ***

I know my parents are going to handle everything there so I showered and slid beneath the covers to sleep. I am usually not a crier so I am not crying but that doesn't mean I am not heartbroken. It hurts. My chest hurts. My eyes are stinging. Even my breasts feel tender with all the pain all over me. I tried to breathe but I started hyperventilating the next second.

I lean against the door, my breathing heavy and uneven, and try to calm my racing heart. I feel my chest tighten, making it difficult to breathe. I exhale loudly, struggling as it becomes increasingly hard to catch my breath. I cover my mouth, trying to hold back the sounds, but a loud groan escapes, and tears start streaming down my face. Logan has hurt me more deeply than I can express.

I said in between trying to breathe. "What's wrong?" Susan asked and then she said, "bring water Paige.." I held my chest as I felt this excruciating pain pierce through my heart and then suddenly it was gone.. but now I was fighting to breathe.. I felt like I was drowning or like something heavier was sitting on my chest.. trying to breathe felt more like a threath than what could possibly keep me alive. "Fuck... give me my phone..." I heard a voice starting to sound from a bit far..