Why can't thing just happens and we take notes and we move onto the next thing life presents us with. Instead we are left of the reminder in our hearts, a constantly weight on our hearts. It's demanding, in the background noise you can hear it screaming out "I'm I'm pain help me" "I'm breaking hold me together" "I'm broken heal me" even when you're busy it's moping around "Why does it hurt so much" "whose heart could inflict this onto anothers". It's never a clean cut when it comes to damage, it doesn't just come and go. No it makes sure you're left with the evidence, the sweet memories and the abrupt end.
People come into your life, you get used to their presence and you begin to like them, maybe a lot more than you would like an ordinary person, and then they leave you life with a wreckage. And where does that leave you? It leaves you numb and wondering what you were like before you became so accustomed to that person.
You never really move on, you just find something to cover up the constant damage. You meet new people and it's a cycle each time they cause more damage and each time it's covered up again. Until you're left with yourself and a badly taped pain in your chest.
Are we the problem? Do we cause our own heartache?
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