And what I felt was a heat, I became flushed with a fever so overwhelming that I thought I might die. And then the tears came…. Rushing out of my eyes indicating a dam of sorts within me had just given way. Each tear evaporating quickly, just as rain hitting pavement does on a sweltering summer day. This steam now adding masterfully to the haze I had become too delirious to escape. The sudden onset of flooding from my eyes halted just as suddenly and then the worse thing of all happened. I was dry heaving from crying so hard with no tears coming out, but I could feel that the tears were still there, perhaps welling up inside. The sadness I felt washed over me like a primordial baptism revealing the worst heartbreak of all. The kind of heartbreak with no warning at all, a type of betrayal that seeped in and had gone unnoticed for what felt like an eternity. And then in a split second this deception blew through my life like a tornado on a war path leaving only memories in its wake. For me it felt as if I had been lifted, twisted and dropped in a hauntingly unfamiliar place. That fever having now morphed into a hypothermia bringing with it a numbness only quelled by a hard-headed incessant pulse. I was so cold and the only warmth that could remedy this iciness belonged to the same person who caused it. And then what I felt was a calm pour slowly over my body balancing out the extremes of having loved and lost in the same day with the humbling realization that tomorrow will feel the same way.