I never really understood how a heart breaks.
I guess it starts with one little crack.
One disappointment from the one you love, one nasty word from your best friend, or one time you fell and no one picked you.
You fell so hard that a little crack started in your heart. As you picked yourself up off the ground and began to dust your knees off, you realized how alone you truly are.
And after this realization, there's one more little crack added to your once whole heart.
You pass through middle school...
One crack here, another there.
Oh, that crack grew a few more centimeters.
You're moving into high school and you don't know if your heart can take any more.
You meet someone who changes your world.
This boy... He's wonderful and caring, smart and loving. Everything you've wanted in your life.
You get upset by the small things- he doesn't send good morning texts, he's not always the most talkative, and he's surely not giving you the attention you want.
Each of these small things send a small crack to your heart.
Eventually, your heart is broken.
No big heart breaking event, just so many small things led to the break.
He helps to fix your heart, and all is well for a while.
Suddenly, you're heart broken again. This time, the incident was even smaller than before.
I guess, the more your heart gets broken, the easier it is to break. If things continue at this rate, how long will it be until crawling out of bed, or going into work breaks your heart...?