Story Of a Heart Break
I wish I could stop having nightmares. It’s been so long since I’ve slept peacefully. Not a single night have I had a dreamless sleep. My dreams mostly involve running away, being chased by zombies, or getting trapped in a maze where I’m searching for an escape but can’t find any. I would really like to analyze what all these dreams mean because dreams are the workings of the unconscious mind.
I don’t seem to have any major issues in my life right now, yet I’m still plagued by such disturbing dreams. How strange…
It would be better if we could stop feeling emotions altogether, like happiness, sorrow, hurt, pain, fear, excitement, etc. Especially love. Love is one emotion you have no control over. It takes full control of you—your heart, your mind, and your life. If it succeeds, it’s the best thing ever. You feel like you’re floating on air, and everything around you seems magical. But if it fails, it destroys you emotionally and mentally, and eventually, you might even end it physically. The pain, rejection, anger, and loneliness can crush you, making life difficult and unbearable. Instead of truly living, you’re just trying to survive in the world.
There’s a movie where a girl says something about true love, and it really resonated with me. She said, “When true love fails, something inside the person dies. And the next best thing they can do is run away to find the second best person they can love the most.” I can’t recall the name of the movie, but in the end, the guy and girl get back together. However, real life isn’t like books or movies. There’s no “and they lived happily ever after” ending. It’s more like “and he tried to survive happily ever after.”
When a person goes through heartbreak, it feels like a knife stabbing their heart from every direction whenever they think of their lost love. It leaves deep wounds on the heart that may never heal, unless someone comes into their life to fill those wounds—to make them fall in love again and realize how beautiful life can be when in love. But after such an experience, the person also becomes afraid of falling in love again. If they break again, they might not survive a second time. Breaking an already broken heart is like shattering a cracked glass; it becomes impossible to fix. Even if you could find all the pieces, it would never be the same again. But unlike a glass, you can’t just throw your heart away. The only possible end for such heartbreak would be death.
The heart becomes heavy, and you get so tired of crying that when your eyes can no longer shed tears, your heart starts to cry. At that point, you can’t express the pain anymore. You’d wish you could cry until your eyes bled rather than suffer the silent, internal ache of your heart.
Falling in love again would require a miracle, but miracles only happen in movies and books. This is real life. The sooner we accept reality, the better it is for everyone.
“Broken Hearts and Broken Headphones have a lot in common:
- They don’t make much noise when they break.
- Once they break, you can’t hear much around you.
- They’re damn near impossible to fix and never as good as they were once fixed.”
The above statement was posted by one of my friends. Please check out her blog at Devil Rockz.

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