Broken hearts, but amazing memories
Lying in bed needing to sleep but without the peace of it. Hurt and curse the tears that refuse to stop falling. Begging a broken heart not to drag the pain of lost love into a day that has no sympathy for the weak. Who do you call when you don’t want to be told to move on when you’re in love? It’s so easy to tell someone they don’t have a fight left that the pain of losing the love of their life will go away if they just stop looking back. That advice doesn’t work until love says so. It’s not water, you can’t just turn it on and off. How the hell do you tune out love when it’s very much alive? In the eyes of others, you are the epitome of a fool. hypocrites. They’ve been through the same thing and no one could tell them to let it go.
The hardest part of going through the rejection of love is trying to figure out how to protect your heart. It’s easier said than done because you remember every little thing about the person you wish you didn’t have to lose. What they said, how they said it, their kisses, hugs, their smell, facial expressions, body language, were they rather cold hearted or charismatic, their future plans and most importantly how you were supposed to fit into their lives. How dare they treat you like temporary when you thought you were a guardian?
There is no point in pretending to be over them because their memory will keep resurfacing for a long time. The pain of losing the one you love feels like someone is ripping your heart out of your chest. Dealing with the need to see them is also excruciating. Especially when you want them to say that breaking up was a mistake. Hope stays because not waiting means it’s over and that’s a pill too bitter to swallow.
Only time can heal a beleaguered heart. The mind is selfish because it clings to what must be forgotten. Why aren’t the heart and mind on the same page? I could take some of the woe out of the equation. When all is said and done, the heart is trying to fight back, but the mind is stubborn and keeps relishing incredible memories that will never exist again.