
Reply to your broken heart
Heart breaks are real trauma. I will completely agree but trust me I recently had an epiphany. I was on the street and it started pouring heavily. The dusty gloom of the city was sticking on the portion my jeans below my knees. The feet with basic tied sandal was filled with gloom. The fingers tightened their hold on the sandal toe and lightening on the grey dark sky. My mind for a few moment was only struggling to pull myself away from that gloomy ugliness of the September rain. Out of the dingy lanes full of left overs of food and what not. I reached my room unfastened myself from the gloom and my eyes met the window. Suddenly the same rain seemed scorching. The memories. Yes! As the most horrifying word after a heart break comes up and I found myself slowly sinking this time in real gloom. I sat by the window and tried this time to be still and hold back the rope so that I don’t drown. He was this. He was that. I was this with him. We did these things. All, basically all these started crumbling close but I still held that rope tight. It felt as if the skin of my imaginary hands were getting peeled and it was about to slip. When a thought of him with some other person came to my mind. He was happy with that same smile on his face. She also seemed happy. I saw his success brimming out. But then that man was not MINE. He is SOMETHING else of SOMEONE else. My love... Was that man who held MY hand. And he is NOMORE there. Then basically that person is dead.
The word dead stuck me. I can still see him. I can still be jealous. I can still cry looking at him. How can he be dead? But then imagining somebody who was mine but now somebody else’s is a bit difficult i think than to think that , that person who was MINE is DEAD. He exist only ONLY in MY imagination. As i. An clearly see the person in front of my eyes playing some different role.
And you can crave for a person who is dead but cannot get that person back. Our mind slowly adapts with deaths. It surely does. My heart came to peace. the strain of the tightened rope loosened and i gained my firm grip. You can try to tame yours with the simply reply.
THAT PERSON IS DEAD.
