What a shitty, shitty day. How did I get back here? Crying my eyes out over a broken heart. I swore it wouldn't happen, i'd never visit here again. Was gonna guard my heart. Protect my feelings. But nope. I couldn't hold on to it, and I gave it away too soon. And now here I am again. Oscar Wilde once said the heart was made to be broken. If it was made to be broken, then how come there is so much discomfort involved? Maybe someone ought to think about a redesign. 
"Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it oepns up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love." - Neil Gaiman
Heven't we all been there? I think a few of us more then others. It is strange though, when we are down and alone and feel like there is no one out there to help ease the pain, we are comforted by a stranger, or an old friend or, a loyal confidant. They seem to know the right words to say for they have been through the same heartache themselves. And when we are at the end of our rope and we feel that all hope is lost, it dawns on us that, nobody died, and the sun will come up tomorrow. the world moves on and so does our lives. Once we allow the pain in our hearts to subside we are free. Free to let someone else into our world and Free to allow our vunerabilities to shine through again. I belive this is the cycle of love.
ReplyDelete(The Referee Formerly Known as Prince Charles, Myspace, 2005)
Heartache is pretty universal, huh? I get ya that the world moves on and so do our lives, but why is it they always seem to do so at such drastically different speeds? Ever notice that? Too bad there's not a pill for that. lol
ReplyDelete(Miss Amanda, MySpace, 2005)