"Off"

Right now I just need to hurt - but I can't tell you why, exactly.
All I know is my heart is heavy right now and I want to cry then have you grab me and let me bury myself in your chest while you nurse me back to health.
Life has been absolutely brilliant, lately. So I guess that would make sense that I'd fall, finally.
But my wishful thinking allowed me to think that everything was going to stay so breezy and flawless.
Or at least a level I could handle.
I can't handle the level I'm at now.
Somehow I'll be saved.
Things will fall into place as usual. Right now, I'm just caught up in an ache in my heart I can't explain.
Nothing makes sense and I can't keep track of my thoughts.
I wish you could feel my insides and understand what I mean when I say I don't know why I'm "off".
Maybe then you'd get an idea of why I'm fragile and why I am so...different.
Am I really as different as I feel?
Hormones are unable to explain, it seems.
And here I am..I was really wishing writing out whatever this ache is would help.
But its still there just as strong.
Its time to sleep I guess. Then I can forget about this and let tomorrow take over.
Now if only sleeping were as easy as it is to speak about.
Goodnight, tonight.
Pray tomorrow sheds more light.