Heartaches
There are a lot of people who die, not only physically, because of love. Love, as they say, can make you, and worse of all, break you. That is, if you allow love (or so you thought) to swallow you alive. You wallow like you have died a thousand deaths. You find yourself saying, "I’ll never love again. I can never love again." Who haven’t been through that kind of death? And of course, you will remain dead if you just allow your life to get stuck in that heartache. No one, not even your parents, can revive your heart… to make it alive again if you do not will it. You can only grieve so much but not waste your whole life grieving over a love lost.
You can ask the questions - Why did he/she leave me? Am I not good for him/her? What did I not have that his/her current gf/bf has? Didn’t he/she love me? - a million times and might have them answered but you will remain hurt and bitter if you would continue to live in the past… in his/her past promises, in the fairy tale that maybe he/she will come back, maybe he/she will realize it is me he/she wants. I just hope it wouldn’t end up like that… I just hope that it wouldn’t reach to a point where time simply passed you by because you have convinced yourself that fairy tales come true and he/she will come running back to your arms.
Our life doesn’t stop in one or a dozen of heartaches… in one or dozen of men or women who will make us laugh and eventually make us cry after breaking our hearts. We shouldn’t stop laughing when the one who made us laugh left… because there is something else that brings us laughter and joys. There is so much out there to indulge in and be happy about. Believe me, they are just waiting for you.
For B and for everyone who is trying to fix a broken heart.
