elphaba993

Love

I have this theory

 

That the moment a person actually breaks

 

The moment someone's heart

 

Just cracks

 

Isn't when they find out the person they love doesn't care anymore

 

It isn't when that person

 

Leaves

 

 

Because

 

In my experience

 

Everyone leaves

 

Eventually

 

 

But that moment

 

When someone's heart just stops

 

And sinks into the ground

 

And they can't hide their broken pieces anymore...

 

That's when they realize

 

That it doesn't matter who they date...

 

It doesn't matter who buys me dinner,

 

It doesn't matter how many guys I fuck-

 

A blur of faces meant to erase yours-

 

Because none of them

 

Will ever be

 

You

 

 

It's that realization

 

That no matter who I'm with

 

I never get to be with you

 

Ever again

 

 

And so we are left

 

With these memories

 

That cut like a knife

 

But are too precious to let go of

 

 

And so it seems

 

Love really is

 

The most effective form of self harm

Comments1

  • burning-embers

    You're right but it's what you are pre - programmed to do. You can stop yourself and miss out on life, miss out on meeting the greatest love of your life as opposed to forever mourning the first. Personally i'd opt for accepting that you are a human being who is strongly attracted to men and enjoy them. Life is something nice not something miserable.

    • elphaba993

      Fair point lol thanks for the feedback



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