When my girlfriend broke up with me, the first thing I felt was the pit in my stomach.
As if my heart was sinking.
And then, I felt nothing.
I’m so used to this by now that I’m hardly affected by someone walking into my life and then packing their bags and leaving within the same week.
I’m sure “numb” is not the emotion I’m supposed to be feeling.
And it’s the same old pattern I’ve followed for the past several months.
Everything seems to be going fine... until I’m suddenly followed by a dark rain cloud called Fear.
I knew from the start it wasn’t meant to be, but I refused to believe it.
It was the first time I held myself back from jumping into the shallow end.
But somehow I still came out with broken bones and a broken heart.
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