My Friend with a Broken Heart

What happens when you hide a bucket full of pictures that you took, but never wanted to share it?

What happens when you begin to miss the memories you shared?

What does that mean when your pictures stay hidden in your camera?

How do you deal with it?

Do you save it or do you delete it?

There are some people who are sentimental and just keep it and only look at the pictures on their own.

There are some people who print the pictures and tear it apart.

There are people who delete it and get mad at themselves for destroying the pictures later.

There are people who print it out and burn it into ashes.

What is the outcome when you do those things?

Does it make you stronger?

Does it relieve the stress for missing someone?

How does anyone deal with a broken heart?

How do you cope with it?

I have a dear friend going through this right now. Who is lost and unsure what to do with her life.

Sometimes the only person who can give the moral support is your family and friends close to you. Or those who really understand you.

Sometimes you can not cure your broken heart on a fast lane. You need to take baby step to gradually remove the person from your mind.

How do you find ways to move on to something you always got attached too?

How can you move on when the person you we're with keeps calling you?

What do you do when the person calls you up crying on the phone?

But when you we're there he did no action just all words of promise.

Everything was just a drawing in his mind and no actions came into reality.

How can you trust what he says are true over the phone?

How do you know for sure he will change when you return back to where you came from?

So many things comes in mind and your not sure if it is really meant for you to return back to him when ever you we're with him all his bucket of lies came out from someone Else's mouth.

You feel you have been fooled all along everything he said, to you we're just a lie.

You got drawn to him and went to be with him.

You saw all his baggage he carried on his back.

You we're there to fix and repair all his baggage for him.

He became drawn to you because for a short time you we're able to mend everything during a short period of time.

His family began to love you for who you we're.

I am not marrying your parents. I am marrying you.

If, you can decide for yourself what you really want

You need to prove it to me not just a drawing that comes just in your imagination.

It hurts because all you said, never came out in reality.

It hurts me that I can't ask for more because you are still lost.

I am lost into words.