You know what, as soon as I start to think I’m just about to begin the long road to getting over a broken heart, losing the love of my life and soul mate, than something happens and wham it hits me like a ton of bricks, I not over him, nowhere near close. 😦
Why is it, that its him I want to cry out for, why is it him I want to be holding my hand, why is it him, I can’t manage to live without.
Why can’t he just get out of my heart and let me start to try to recover.
Why is it since he walked out my life, darkness consumes me, everything bad that could happen has happened and the shit just keeps coming.
Why is it, my health has taken a rapid downfall, is it the fact that you can really slowly die from a broken heart.
All I know right now is that I can handle the shit that is thrown at me, I can handle the sickness and spending most of my time at the hospital, I can handle all the crap that is thrown at me at work, but what I can’t handle is loosing him.
I can’t handle never seeing him again.
I can’t handle the heartbreak.
I can’t handle loving someone who doesn’t love me back.
It’s him who makes me weak.
When I want to be strong.