Today... is somewhat an ok day. I haven't cried in a few days... maybe I should. I try not to, but lord knows I want to.
Broken hearts... do they ever really heal... in the beginning of a broken heart... it seems that the pain is never going to end. As time goes on.. it becomes a numbing sensation.. until there is nothing left. I am not sure if at that point, the heart is healed or hardened. THe pain stops. At this point, does the possibility to love again actually occur... or is the heart so broken.. that it will never love again?
I am not sure how to talk to someone or what to say to someone. I never know what is right. Question is.. how can it be that a best friend... can break a heart without even knowing it and then once it is realized... expect you to stay a friend to them? It is the hardest feat to be a friend to a person that has broken my heart into a million pieces... without even trying or wanting to break it.
I tear up.. but they never fall.
I try to cry... thinking it will help heal the wounds.. but something makes me stop tearing up... and I go on.
Today is a rough day for me... for many reasons... but have been thinking alot about the broken heart I have.
That is all for this episode of the *B* Babble
~AngL~
