Gemotions

The sun was high in the sky, but he couldn’t feel its warmth. His chest felt heavy, as if a great weight had settled upon him. The details of the account, now burned into his memory, became a constant torment. He thought about the trust he had shattered.

He found himself wandering aimlessly through the apartment, each room triggering a fresh wave of despair. He stopped and stared at their wedding photo, the smiles of the two looking back, now seemed so distant.

He felt trapped, unable to escape the crushing weight of his guilt. The air seemed thick and stale. He slumped onto the couch, his body heavy, his spirit broken. He closed his eyes, wishing for an end to the ceaseless, painful thoughts.