For You...

Prologue

There is beauty in heartache, there is freedom in suffering, there are lessons in losses, there is life...

As a child you stare into the face of life with open arms and excitement beaming from your eyes. You might have an argument with one of your friends but you very quickly forget about it and move on. Fast forward 20 years and you find yourself heartbroken for the 6th time, a feeling of pure illness and disgust fills your stomach, you lose your appetite, you become completely incarcerated by this sense of hopelessness. Your friends try their best to reassure you that you are going to be okay and you say it that many times you start to believe it yourself. But then you find yourself crawling into bed, your mind wandering and before you know, that sick feeling has returned. You think to yourself, 'why me?', 'am I not good enough?', 'do I not deserve happiness?', 'do I have a sign on my face that says waist my time?'. You decide to listen to some music and drown out the thoughts, but then you find yourself playing a song that only contributes to the heartache and tears continue to stream down your face. Whatever you do you are reminded of what you had, could have but can't because it is completely out of your control, you are powerless. You think about the possibilities, the what if's, maybe they will realise what they have lost and show up on your doorstep, maybe your phone will go off at any second and you will see their name on the screen, maybe you will get a surprise delivery of sunflowers at your work, maybe... but probably not. Why does it hurt this bad? Why can't I just shut off this feeling and forget about it? Why can't I be happy?

This is not your typical love story, there are no guarantees for a happy ending, just a girl who has learnt a lot and wants to share her wild ride. Strap yourselves in, you're bound to lose your shit and say fuck a few times throughout. One tip, keep an open mind.