You will lose someone you can't live without,and your heart will be badly broken,and the bad news is that you never completely get over the loss of your beloved.But this is also the good news. They live forever in your broken heart that doesn't seal back up. And you come through. It's more like having a broken leg that never heals perfectly- that still hurts when the weather gets cold,but you learn to dance with the limb.

This feeling of brokenness ripples within my bones. This echo of need screams within my chest. This cave of belonging stabs at my heart. This painting of guilt floats within my stomach.

He was as a matter of fact,the beauty of the sky,and it hurt the most when I was forced to say goodbye,he was as a matter of fact,the deepness of the ocean,so I longed to meet his eyes until he left my heart broken. I pray everyday for him to come home,why is it me that has to always be alone?ive always wanted true love,the exotic feelings,little did I know that my heart would be bleeding,and in the end I let my eyes close,so from that moment it was like the world froze.

Normality is a paved road;
It's comfortable to walk,but no flowers