You're partner broke up with you. You've been cheated. Lied. Your hopes crashed and you're dumped on the valley of tears.
You've given up everything. You fought for that someone. Sacrificed your eveything. Yet they disregarded everything and left.
And you start to feel that hole inside you. That feeling of being incomplete. That you missed half of your life. You're lost and you don't know where and how to start again.
For there's no amount of sex, fake kisses and orgasms can fill that emptiness within.
Trust me. I know. I've been one.
You try to avoid the things that made you remember. Avoid those places that you've been together with. We have our fair share of fear brewing within, disguised as laughter and happiness. Where in fact, remembering the pain makes you cringe in your bed at night before you sleep. That emptiness too big to ignore starts to swallow you inside out. You'd feel the tears flow in your cheeks, splattering on the sheets that once you shared together.
I'm not putting any resolution to this. Not because I want to be different this time. But because what happened isn't ok. And sometimes it's ok not to be ok. Let yourself feel everything you need to feel no matter how long it would take.
And hope. That someday, you can smile again. Despite the bruises. Despite the scars.
Labels: heart, letting go, relationship, self