The knot in my stomach that is made up of pure emotion.
Undiluted, unforgiving, relentless.
With every action the rope, upon which this knot is made and these vivid emotions are hung, is sculpted. Embarrassment and jealousy twist the rope until it feels not like a rope at all but like a steel ball bouncing off of the fragile lining of my stomach.Love and excitement loosen the knot to the all to classical feeling of butterflies. One emotion that is so complex it abolishes the rope all together and creates type of barbed wire that not only sends u a feeling in the stomach but a feeling all over the body. Its pain.
