Dear Heartbreak

Must you hurt so much? Not to sound cliché, but my heart feels like it'll never be repaired. Do you expect me to try all the time? Never mind. You won't listen if I take that tone. We tried it once and you came then too, awful Heartbreak. Must you hurt so much? Why couldn't I be like that? All stiff and cold and cynical. I wouldn't ever have to worry about a real heartbreak then because I wouldn't have a heart to begin with. Maybe I'm being too harsh.

I can't put into words how much I love -- without sounding like an idiot, but you know, when it comes to -- my heart is soft. It's almost like I'm making up for all the times that I was an idiot, a jerk, a conniving, sneaky, bitter, cynical kid myself. Love is alive and it's everywhere, but why can't -- see that? Why? When they say that they have observed people? Why can't we get along? And why do you come along with --? When we speak, I hate expecting you to come along. I absolutely loathe you.

But are you the only way I am sure that I can still feel? What is the heart without you, oh heartbreak? But what is a heartbreak without the heart? You need to know how to feel love in order to know what losing love feels like. To feel what hurt feels like. And by Job does it hurt. I didn't know I could cry so much around her. It's almost like I'm experiencing high school all over again, except this time with --. Why, Heartbreak? Why do you need to be around me constantly? Is this what I get for feeling?


How would you like it if I just broke you in half? You know, that would work for me. I know for a fact that several of us down here on earth would love you so much more if your last five letters would just disappear for good. Find another planet, or something like that. Jump into the sun. Into something that doesn't have a heart to break. Why can't we all just...get along? Understand each other? Love like there's no tomorrow? Why do you hinder us, Heartbreak? Why do you hinder us?


Sincerely,

A recent victim