Heart break is a funny thing. Because the pain you feel is not in your heart. Its in your legs. In your face. In your hands. In your stomach. You battle to breathe. You cannot eat. You cannot sleep.
Heartache consumes you. Eats you alive. Brings every doubt and insecurity you have ever had to the surface, rearing its ugly head, chomping at it's bit. Reminding you just how often you have been hurt, let down, betrayed, felt less-than.
Sometimes. more often than not, heart break can be in your head. Can be a situation you have created for yourself. One that does not even exist.
Sometimes it can be because the grand gesture is not forthcoming. Sometimes it can be because the person you love, does not love you back. At all, or in the way you wish he would. Sometimes because he doesn't call, because he doesn't visit, because he does not commit the way you wish he would.
Sometimes, heartbreak is the real deal. It is when he has cheated. It is when he has let you down, and betrayed you. It is when you have not been enough.
But always, heart break is absolutely horrible. It hurts. It destroys. It renders us useless.
This is when we must remember, more than ever, to be kind to ourselves. Not to listen to the voices in our heads, but to just love ourselves and remember how fantastic we are. Deep in our souls.
Guard your hearts but at the same time love with all you have <3
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