About broken hearts and there's a poem at the ends

Broken heart

Girls cry over and over again at night and day when no-ones watching. A broken hurt may not seem much to all those boys who seem not to give a damn. A girl can fall in love very quickly but doesn't realise the pain it will cause her. Guys or girls that may not know what a broken heart feels like I hope you don't find out. But that's life it's gotta happen or has it. You hear about the couples that met when they were sixteen and never had another love and still are in love at the age of seventy four. It feels like glass was shattered and crushed into your heart. A toothache that drives you into ultimate pain. As if you've been stabbed in one place and someone keeps pulling the knife In and out. Your eyes hurt from all the crying you do. And if you truely loved it never stops. The pains in the chest stay. Every time you are minutes away from there home you ache all over and feel pain drain you out. Some sense shaking and vomiting. Every time you see them all you want to do is stare and daydream about them but you can't let them know how you feel. You don't want to get rejected again. As they didn't chase you or something. Love hurts. Love sucks but broken hearts stay broken if it's true. I question is love real? Is it merely something the human mind made for comfort and whatever else.

Does true love exist? Do people live happily ever after? Is there such thing as a soul mate? Do you know if you find the one? Is there such thing as the one?

Why do broken hurts so much. I know someone who fell love her name doesn't matter neither does his. Here is her story of her broken heart I shall write it in first person.

I was not suppose to fall in love with him. It just happened. We basically was forced together, decided try again this time our decision. Things were good. Until it got to the argument stage, arguments everyday but however, this was because I was on holiday I tried to end it before but it didn't work he said stuff. But this time I had enough but really I was just hoping he would fight I guess he had had enough and gave up. My plan failed I tried the whole thing she done in parent trap she left because she wanted him to chase her. Unfortunately for her and me neither of us got what we wanted.

During that year I spent most of my night crying and being alone. I'd see him and have to hold my tears back he live near a supermarket where I go often and I see his house I get shiver run down my spine. Flashbacks.i even vomit at times. I'd lay in bed of a night time dreading to see his perfect face again the next day to know it would set the pains in my heart of make me feel sick. And once he glared at me I knew I was going to be sick so I just drank lots of water. He was perfect for me, I didn't care what anyone else thought of him. After a while the pain slowly became easier to handle or easier to hide I'd still cry at night sometimes but get up strong the next morning.

A year later...

I attend a party, at no surprise it was when he showed up when I got home I had a text from him saying I looked nice. You would think I'd be happy but it breaks you heart even more. I told him about my plan on hoping he would come after me. I also told him that I loved him and it wasn't just some kiddy love. I could feel it. I loved him. It felt like he is the one and only one for me.

But it was too late. But all I want is for him to be happy so I shall live in misery for him to be happy. He is happy I assume which I am happy for him.he is happy I am happy. Well sort of anyway.

It true you never realise how much you love something until it's gone.

And to let the one you love go if they truly love you they will come back.

If they don't well you get stuck waiting with a broken heart.

It's been a year I still cry at night knowing he will never be mine. It ruins my day when I see a picture of him with a girl. It kills me to look at him smiling knowing his fine without me. I was near his house one day as a friend had a BBQ and she lives a few houses away I had to leave early as I got home and I was alone I got on my bed with a tub of ice cream an a teddy and sobbed my heart all night. I fell a sleeping crying that night. All the pain came back. The stabbing pain. The feeling my heart had literally just been pulled out of my chested and stomped on by a herd of elephants and after that children came along and started playing football with it. After these dangerously sharp pointy needles were being thrown at it.

Broken hearts are the worst.

I stopped crying at every night it was more like every three months but since I went to the party and the BBQ mainly the BBQ I just keep crying at night. The thought of him breaks my heart all over again.

Missing him breaks me. Reading old messages breaks me. Realising he'll never be mine breaks me. Seeing him live without me breaks me. His existence breaks my heart.

Maybe he was the one but I let him get away.

So boys next time you break a girls heart realise how it feels. And girls dot think it's not as hard for some boys.

The boy I spoke about above he loved me so much when we broke up the first time he cried every night. How do I know cause when I saw him he looked like shit one day he looked at me and had to walk out the room as he bursted into tears.

Both boys and girls can experience broken hearts but come in you don't need to be dick about it you can still be friends I still talk to the guy I love not as much as I want but it better than nothing. Even though it cuts my heart into tiny shreds more than a shredder would. But I love him.

So yes broken hearts suck especially to the guy you knew was the one and I can never get him off my mind I'm always thinking about him twenty four seven. No stop. Night in night out. Day in day out. He shall be in my heart and my brain for my whole life. I love him but I had to let him be happy

Broken heart I hate the way you make me feel but I'll always love him and you won't let me forget that.

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SORRY IT WOULDN'T LET ME UPDATE THE STORY ABOVE SO ITS THE ONLY WAY I COULD DO IT

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POEM

When you said you missed me, did you really mean it?

When you said you love me, did you really mean it?

Do you want me back ?

Do you care about my feelings?

Or me.

The one thing I never knew from you was what I meant to you.

I miss you I miss you

I really do

But why wouldn't you do something when you was my boo

I said who

You told me lies, but to make jealous.

What love exist for you

Because if you was my boo

It would have been good

Unlike you