Deep Thoughts

What happens though, when you complete them, and they don't complete you?

Have you ever felt a broken heart?
I'm not talking about getting broken up with or when someone doesn’t like you back or just a break up in general
I'm talking about real heartbreak the pain in your chest that feels like a knife stabbing your heart. The heart break that consists of
watching your best friend stop caring
watching someone replace you 
losing the most important thing in your life
The heartbreak that will never mend
the one that leaves you alone and helpless the one that people notice
the one that randomly brings tears to your eyes.
This heartbreak is like no other
This heartbreak makes you numb 
from the top of your head to the bottom of your feet
This heartbreak makes you rebellious
This heartbreak makes you stop caring
This heartbreak breaks you
This heartbreak is me

"You’re hurt right now. You’ve been trying to find a way to grab his attention but you just seem to not be able to anymore. You need to move on but you don’t want to because he made you feel amazing. He made you feel that you were his world, that you were the most important person that ever walked in his life. You don’t want to give up because you’ve been through too much and you aren’t ready to let go, but he did. He left, let go like you never meant a thing to him. He was so cold. He never loved you or cared about you. Why are you trying to stay when he’s already gone? "

"If he misses you, he’ll call just to hear your voice. If he wants you, he’ll say it. And if he cares, he’ll show it. If he has a thought about you, it will come out of his mouth. If you are on his mind non stop, he will do anything he can just to see you. If he truly likes you, he won’t let anything get in the way and fight back just to keep you in his arms. If not, he’s not worth your time because you’re obviously not worth his."

“When he says he doesn’t love you anymore, roll your shoulders back and look him in the eye even when it feels like your ribs are breaking inward; like spider legs. When he digs up old aches that he swore he forgave you for, smile and ask him why he didn’t leave you sooner. Ignore the way the words feel like sandpaper running all the way up your throat to your mouth. When he blames you for mistakes that wear his face, do not scream. Do not cry. Tell him that there are boys who would be proud to say they’d love you. Tell him that in two years you won’t even remember his name and don’t let him see the way you can taste your own lie. When he leaves, ignore the howling in your blood and do not get up after him. Not even to lock the door. Do not, do not, DO NOT. Smell his shirts when you box them up to give them back. Not one. Swear off dating when you realize you’re chasing ghosts that wear his smile. It’s okay to cry over him. It’s even okay to forgive him. But do not go back to him if he did not know how to love you the first time. He won’t know how to do it the next.”

^^Quotes from instagram: @nicotineaddixt

Trust. Something that is so hard to give, but so easy to lose. Even when you think you can trust the person with your entire life, you turn out to be wrong. The beginning of any relationship is always magical. It is all 'lovey dovey', but if you really take a deep look, the person who gives you that rush, the butterflies flying all around your stomach, giving you that stupid grin at the most random times of the day, is not really who you think they are. No matter who you are in the relationship, we try to be our very best in the beginning. We avoid all of our flaws, and we pretend to be this perfect, incredible human being, just for someone to love us. As the relationship grows, the reality of the person comes out. It may be good, or can turn to be bad; but the person, that once gave you that rush, the butterflies, and stupid grin, is no longer there. Once they feel like they have you, they stop. They give up on trying to obtain your heart, because they feels like they have it no matter how they treat you... and you allow it. Is it our fault, or is it theirs? Why is it, after the 'honeymoon' phase of any relationship, the love has to die?
^ personal blurb.