It’s over.
My heart is broken... again. Each time it breaks in a new excruciating way.... the creativity never ceases to amaze.
I don’t want to become bitter...
so the cycle resumes... I’ll be sad... then numb... then ok... then optimistic... then I’ll open up...
and a new guy can play with my heart, fumble, and drop it to shatter on the floor with hollow apologies and empty praise.
Don't worry. Being down means that you are gonna experience the ups better and more intense. It will get better.
It feels like I’m going to be sad forever....
People nowadays don't hug anymore, but feel hugged.