a heavy heart makes one sleep

I found out something about someone, today.

and it made my heart heavy. 

But not in the way I would have thought. 

not in a "well that screws with my plans of bliss" sort of way

but In a

 "there is nothing I can do to fix this forever misconception" sort of way.

In an

 "I hate the hypocrisy that makes people feel this way and turn this way" sort of way. 

In a

 "God, how could you... and I am sorry, God, that they don't know" sort of way.

If they only knew. 

I want to fix it.

It is not my fault.

I want to fix it.

How can I fix it?

I have been devising plans all day.

That is exhausting in an unfixable situation.

That is exhausting when you do not even know the person well enough to have a conversation. 

Let's go back to blissfully unaware.