It is an almost certain fact, that a broken heart does not grow back. All you can do with a broken heart is to pick up the pieces, put it back together and watch over it with care and tenderness in the hopes that someday the wounds made on that heart will heal. But what do you do when the most important pieces of that heart are missing? The ones that hold it together in the first place?
It is an odd feeling when you come to finally understand what the implications of such a thing are. When you realize that you have become incapable of falling in love again. Not that you are incpable of love as a whole. You still love your friends and family. And wish them nothing but the best. But loving anyone as anything more than a friend, it becomes almost impossible. Yet you watch your friends and family, those who are in love, and those who want to be in love, and you honestly and truly wish them the happiness and eternal bliss of love that you will never again know. You still believe that they will find it out there.
Because what you feel, what you know ... is not the same as not believing in love. You see love. You know it exists. And it makes you happy when you see it in other people. In some ways, you become more the romantic than you ever were before. Because you remember what it was like before your heart broke. What you felt and how strongly you felt it. How much that feeling met to you. And that even now, you still feel that feeling in the remains of your shattered heart. A shattered heart that won't let go of the past, no matter how badly you, yourself try to. And you suddenly know where those very important pieces of your heart are. They still remain with the person that broke it in the first place.
But that is okay. Because I have made it this far and I know I will make it farther still. And while I may never again fall in love, and never find a man who will love me, it is enough to know that my friends and family will. It is enough for me to try to help them achieve that goal. After all, that is what I'm here for.
Monday, February 14, 2011
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