I’m lying here trying to sort out how our once great love became such a mess. We both did things that hurt the other, but nothing large enough to split us up. I guess the accumulation of lots of little wrongs added up to being big enough to break us. B.P.
I understand that if you have never suffered a broken heart,
then you have never really known what it is to truly be alive.
And I understand that at that precise moment,
when your heart breaks open, that all you want to do
is lay down and die! Because you know that is
the only way the pain is ever going to stop.