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So.. I realized something the other day.
My heart is broken. and has been for a really long time. The first time.. and hopefully the only time. It's completely "broken" and I feel helpless. There's a hole there and ever since it happened, nothing has been the same.. and nothing will EVER be the same again ("all my walking, talking, sleeping, breathing..NOTHING will ever be the same"..). It's like this constant nag that pulls me down that I always have to push aside. It kills a little bit of me every single day. I'm not going to be weak and say that it's holding me back.. or that I can't go on like this.. because I can.. but I don't think I ever really, truly realized what heartbreak was before. Is it wrong to feel sorry for myself.. sorry that it had to happen the way it did? Because I do. But I guess that it's just a part of life right? Right. And I've gotta move on...One day it'll all be okay again. One day.
My heart is broken. and has been for a really long time. The first time.. and hopefully the only time. It's completely "broken" and I feel helpless. There's a hole there and ever since it happened, nothing has been the same.. and nothing will EVER be the same again ("all my walking, talking, sleeping, breathing..NOTHING will ever be the same"..). It's like this constant nag that pulls me down that I always have to push aside. It kills a little bit of me every single day. I'm not going to be weak and say that it's holding me back.. or that I can't go on like this.. because I can.. but I don't think I ever really, truly realized what heartbreak was before. Is it wrong to feel sorry for myself.. sorry that it had to happen the way it did? Because I do. But I guess that it's just a part of life right? Right. And I've gotta move on...One day it'll all be okay again. One day.