The catastrophe

‘‘There's a 𝗵𝘂𝗿𝗿𝗶𝗰𝗮𝗻𝗲 inside my ribcage, Where a heart used to be.’’ Every time I think of you, My tears would fall and fall, more like 𝗳𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗱𝘀. which then quenches the 𝗱𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵𝘁 in me And when you smile at me, I would feel so hot as if a 𝘃𝗼𝗹𝗰𝗮𝗻𝗼 had exploded and melted me. But, when you talk to me, I start trembling like I've been struck by 𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴. I love how 'disastrous' you make me feel.