Shattered Heart
by The article is about what one should expect when they have encountered a broken heart.
Today, I strolled down memory lane, and I saw images of all the men I once loved.Hence, to say that I loved them, is not true. Honestly, I do not know what love is. Love is interrupted in many ways by the individual. To one, it could identify warm affection, sexual passion, to have love for or to be in love. I specify, that the word love evokes loneliness, because in the end, we are alone.
Once your heart has been punctured by a sharpened blade, their isn’t any other place to go, but downward. Down, down, down a pitch black hole where you lie naked breathing in and exhaling out the cold air from within you; as you look upward giving a blank stare.
Within your mind, fragmented thoughts try to make sense of what has happened. Closing your eyes and re-opening them, one realizes that to be in love will never do, because in the end your heart will always bleed tears of sadness.
Love is only special and understood within that endless moment. Nothing more and nothing less! The advice I give to those who may feel that they are in love is to be careful and to take great care of your heart.
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