I was listening to Whitney Houston's "Where do broken hearts go", and it kept me thinking. Though I can't remember if I've shared this, but I'll share it again.
I couldn't move on for 3years after a heartbreak, couldn't date anyone else. I was a big mess. Part of the reason was that I tried fighting the tears and I kept blaming myself. Though I deleted his contact from all my social handles, I kinda still stalked him on Facebook. Lol.
One of those stalking days, I saw his wedding invitation card, and later on his wedding pictures, then I thought I would die. My dam broke, I cried and cried, but I guess my healing started after that. I'm stronger now cos I didn't die then.
That heartbreak was legendary cos I told myself never to love again or even give love a blink of an eye but who was I kidding, love rules. Love is still the healing balm. Broken hearts don't go anywhere, they are healed by love. God's love, self-love and love from that special someone. That's the way I see it though.
So you see, let it all out. Break that dam early, cry it all out and breath in the relief. Let love heal that broken heart. No one says it's gonna be easy, but the healing will eventually come. Ciao.