today, july 3rd, in the midst of a holiday weekend with oodles of plans, my boyfriend of two and a half years broke my heart. basically telling me that he doesn't love me anymore, he broke off our relationship.
i've been in the broken-hearted position before. it doesn't make it any easier. it hurts. it hurts more than anything in the world. the one person in the world i've ever really loved and cared for tossed me aside like i didn't even matter.
my face is literally sore and pulsating from crying so much.
this hurts. i can't see it getting any better in the near future. everything hurts. every song or cd i own, every movie or tv show i watch. it all reminds me of him. reminds me of the man i love... who doesn't love me.
it took everything in the world for me to trust him enough to love him. it scared me shitless and on a promise he wouldn't hurt me, i let my guard down. i don't regret doing it because it opened me up to a world of love i would have never known.
but here i sit on saturday night. alone. crying. hurt. and missing him. i didn't think anything could ever hurt this much; and again, this isn't the first time i've been heartbroken.
i have nothing.
my heart hurts and nothing makes it better.
nothing.
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