Broken Hearts Can Fix Souls
In light of seeing good friends go through heartbreak, and experiencing my fair share, there is a distinction in understanding the value of a broken heart. Too often we lose ourselves in sorrow; back against the wall, letting ourselves slide to the floor of despair and self-destruction. We so hopelessly desire that we could capture back and bottle-up all those impeccably unfeigned moments repeating in our minds; because, even though we might remember the shirt you wore, the joke you cracked or how alluring your aroma was that day, the memory is nothing but a flicker image in a progressive narrative. The best we can do is to convince ourselves that this heartbreak of ours is an erratic emotion experienced only in an illusory hiccup of reality. That just because our conversation ended with you saying goodbye and me swallowing hard to return the notion, that goodbye never really meant that we were actually throwing away everything that was created… There’s no way it meant that…
It’s a tough pill to swallow.
Everyone is going to tell you time heals all wounds, but since when did time become the best medicine? I think that guarantee belongs to laughter, and this feeling might be funny, but it’s sure as hell not a laughing matter.
So, believe me, I get that if there was a “haha” to be heard, then you’d make sure he’d hear every damn word and witness every damn verb. So right now, yes, right now Apathy and you are going to be holding hands because that’s the only thing you can stand to show. And I don’t know what’s driving you more crazy: seeing Apathy cheat or knowing that he really doesn’t feel for you?
Damn… I understand.
Believe me, I really do.
But if there’s one thing I’ve learned it’s that this 400-pound weight making your heart feel too heavy will make those strings stronger than ever.
Absolutely ever.
You might not see it’s greener on the other side of the fence, but you’ll never know that the sun shines brighter if you’ve never been. An attitude will save you, so unravel that silver lining from that dark cloud and tie yourself together.
So take this for what it’s worth. I’ll throw it out there. You can catch it like a breath of fresh air replacing the aftertaste of regret and despondency. Or you just might say something’s wrong with me. Either way, it’s out there:
If there is one thing I know, is that a broken heart can fix a soul.