How do I wear heartbreak?
Is there a rule-book out there,
With step-by-step instructions?
If so, do tell,
'Cause I want to learn it by-heart.
How do I wear heartbreak?
Should I lock myself up in my room,
Refusing my meals,
Sobbing my heart into my best friend's shoulder,
As she mutters how I was too good for him?
How do I wear heartbreak?
Should I dress up in my best outfit,
Smear on that red lipstick,
Hitting club after club, filled with drunken dancing,
Until I finally throw up on the kerb?
How do I wear heartbreak?
Should I block his number,
Delete his pictures,
And erase those tell-tale call logs,
As if that would, by some miracle,
Wipe my heart clean of emotions?
How do I wear heartbreak?
Should I pull my hair into its usual ponytail,
Slip on my most comfortable pair of old-lady sandals,
And head to work, just like always,
Pretending that everything was alright?
How do I wear heartbreak?
Is heartbreak an accessory that can be worn?
A magical one perhaps, that fills its wearer,
With wisdom untold and spirits renewed?
How do I wear heartbreak?
