Its not heartbreak thats most devastating
But the recovery stage,
The sleepless nights, tossing, turning, sobbing,weeping, agonizing cries,
Endless what ifs, buts and questions.. should or shouldnt I.
Memories take you prisoner, shackled by the idea of the future what you couldve become and what you had.
The idea that a simple apology to "work it out" could change it all
The decision to save yourself is the most devastating
The ability to hold on but the willingness to surrender .
(A.n. author's note)
(A.n inspired by life's shit and my baby's death, she was my literal soulmate n I'll love her forever and always)
