Have you ever felt so hungry in your life that your stomach sucks itself in and presses to the back of your spine, your ribs are attached to the skin on your chest and you can run your fingers through every single bone as if they are thin long piano keys playing a sad raging tune firing up inside your caged heart; only you are the sole soul who can listen to that music, and sometimes you wonder why is it that you have no food, no strength, no love, no voice; your muscles are failing you, the familiar ache in your calves and shoulder blades remind you of some body chemistry you learnt in your biology class, something that had to do with your body storing lactic acid in your muscles and you wonder what good that biology course ever did to you – all it taught you were theories and mechanisms of how your cells breathe, but it didn’t teach you why your cells still breathe when you want them to just give up and die; it didn’t teach you why your cells don’t give up, why you don’t give up, why your body doesn’t give up, why your soul doesn’t give up; it didn’t teach you what makes your brain cells think about themselves, it didn’t teach you why your heart hurts and eyes tear up and you feel and feel and feel until you can’t feel anymore, it didn’t teach you why poets write about broken hearts and butterfly flutters, when logically you know that your brain is stimulating the love you feel; so what I’ve learned from all the biology courses I’ve taken is not to die when you stab me in the heart because my heart has no love- it is all in my head; I am the chemist of my brain chemicals, I can un-love you just as I loved you once; but the vacuum in my stomach is sucking my soul in because my brain doesn’t fill it up with butterflies anymore, I have no love in me but I also have no joy, my heart rages and my ribs play the piano, I am slowly dying, and the one thing I’ve learned from life, that biology didn’t teach me is that you should never let love run out, because when love dies, you die too.

[I’m recently obsessing over one-sentence stories, and this is my first one. It is more of a random rant than a story- definitely the longest sentence I’ve ever written at 1.30 am in the morning ! haha]