The Curtain Closes
It’s over…
Heart is not only broken, but ripped out, stepped on, crushed to a pulp and lies absolutely shattered in a ditch somewhere, the me you see in front of you is but a heartless shell.
How could he do this to me…quite easily apparently…
So this is how it feels to be physically unable to cry having exhausted the seemingly never-ending resevoir of tears.
To see him around campus is the most difficult… To see him laughing, and happy – his world unchanged, tears me apart.
Time, people say, you need time… yet I don’t feel that time can solve anything. Plus, time takes so long to come and take the pain away…time…
I can’t imagine myself with anyone else, I can’t imagine myself happy, hopefully, it’s just the phase…
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