You know you've been broken when you sit around all day. Everything that motivated you, gone. Your passion for the arts has left. You feel empty. Like a bottomless pit that no knowledge, love or food could possibly fill. When she said she was still talking to him I broke down. My stomach became empty and there was a pain in my chest. I felt like I was suffering a stroke or I was dying, then I realized I could possibly never feel this way again. It hurts as I type, remembering that just hours ago my girlfriend changed her kik name to "I Love Him <3" that we have been growing apart for a month as far as I can tell. I have a need to touch her again, knowing I may not.
As the Ramones said, every body has a poison heart. well guess what bitch. You just poisoned my heart. I feel like I'm con-caving and soon there will be nothing but rubble left. We made love or had sex or for Gods sake we fucked. I put more into you than I have anybody. We have been friends for 3 years straight. No fights, no interruptions unlike anyone else in your fucked up life that I've put in my hands trying to fix and put back into place. I held the ceiling up while you walked through unaware of your surroundings or even the fact that I was there. I have loved you for years, and all I've had is broken hearts. You got his kik two days ago. Chill the fuck out. Your real love has been here for 3 years.