Yeah, there is always gonna be heart break, but why for me me than others. I suppose I'm just niave, which has indeed been confirmed. But eventually, broken hearts heal. Doesn't happen in a night or two, though.
It's kind of like a cut wrist, or a broken leg. It wont always heal perfectly, it might leave a scar or it will heal crooked. Or maybe you wont love the same way you used to. For me, he broke me, fixed me, and just broke me again.
I make it through the day smiling and laughing, but that's only because of my dumbass friends. If they weren't so stupid and goofy, I probably wouldn't be much.
Right now, I can barely stand or keep my eyes open. He made the sun shine when it was pouring; made me smile when I was sobbing. He made every day bearable, with all the punches and physical abuse I go through, he made it seem like hugs. He made it easier, he's brilliant. He doesn't know it yet, I know that. And neither does any girl he's been with, other than me. I think about it every day, every second, all the time.
Never once have I thought about his flaws for more than half a second. My need for him is strong, but my love for him is stronger. It will never shrink or grow weak, it will always be there. No matter what he says or does to me or people I care about. I don't care how many girls he has to go through before he realises that I will always love him more than any one else could. I see his potential, I see his emotions, I see his dreams and thoughts and understand them. I understand him, though I don't show it. I really do.
Honestly, he's the first person I've ever understood the way I understand him. And as much as I will try to hide my emotions, my feelings for him; I'll always fail. His name is stuck in my head, his image makes me smile, even in the most serious of moments. Thinking of him makes me relax, haring his voice makes me destress, calms me down. He's the only person that can do that, the only thing that is keeping me here today.
He is my drug...
~Haley J. Goodman
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