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My heart aches and I can feel it. I never thought the term heartache to have any literal meaning, until recently. Love and I will always be at odds. I try to reconcile, but there are days when I'm just not sure it's possible. I've never betrayed love or taken it for granted; I'm the one who has been betrayed. My heart is broken and when I say that, I feel it. I can't describe in words the overwhelming misery I feel and if I were to try to describe it with actions, they would be an acts of self-destruction... A feeling of complacency fills me when I realize that with every beat, my broken heart spews out love in extreme excess- I can't continue... In all honesty this is probably one of the most emotionally-involved entries I've ever written and these feelings are so powerful, they're painful.