When you drop a glass or plate, it makes a loud crashing sound. When a window shatters, a table leg breaks, or when a picture frame falls on the ground it makes noise. But as for your heart, when it breaks, it's completely silent. You would think as it is so important, it would make the loudest noise in the whole world or even some sort of gong of a cymbal or a ring of a bell. But instead it's silent and you'd almost wish that there a noise that would be able to distract from the pain.
If there was a noise when a heartbreaks, it's internal. It screams and no one can hear it but you. It screams so loud, your ears ring and your head aches. It thrashes around in your chest, crying like a mother bear who's lost its cub. That's what it looks like and that's how it sounds like, a thrashing, panicking, trapped great beast, roaring like a prisoner in its own emotions. But that's the thing about love- no one is untouchable. It's as wild as that, as raw as an open flesh exposed in salty sea water, but when it actually breaks, it's silent. You're just screaming on the inside and no one can hear it.
