town crier

to love and to be loved

it's quite an achievement. sometimes it hurts

sometimes it doesn't seem worth it

sometimes it drives you mad

sometimes it's hard

sometimes you are blinded by it

sometimes it opens up your eyes

sometimes it makes you think you can do impossible things

sometimes it makes you do impossible things

when love is lost

when love is misplaced

when love runs away

it can be soul destroying

you will probably not remember the tough times

your broken heart will only let you see the fun you had

your broken heart will tell you that you will not survive the day

your broken heart will tell you that you are all the things you do not want to be

your broken heart revels in your tears, it tells you to cry a little bit more

your broken heart asks you to see if you can cry yourself to death

you will listen to your broken heart

you will abide by the rules your broken heart sets

you will allow your broken heart to lock the doors and pull the blinds shut

to climb into your bed and pull the covers over your head

and your broken heart will tell you that no one knows how hurt you are

that no one can help you

that no one could possibly have gone through what you're going through and lived

and because, by this stage, your broken heart is your best friend, you listen

you listen to it's every whim

you make no time for anyone else

but

if you stop listening to your broken heart for just a second

and take a look around

you just might find, that you're surrounded

edged in

knee deep

in broken heart survivors

they've patched themselves up

brushed themselves off

maybe they've found new loves

sure, they might be a little scarred

they might walk with a limp

but they are almost certainly better people for the experience

no one said that love and loss was going to be fun

stop listening to donna lewis (yes, you) stop googling heartbreak

stop drinking yourself into a broken hearted puddle

this is the best time in your life

you may not see it just yet

you might not see it for a long time to come

but your skin is getting thicker, your heart is getting smarter

no, not your broken heart, your whole heart, it's still there

and it's learning

learning that you can be by yourself

learning what makes you tick

learning what you like to do with your time

learning that there are people around you who are worth your time

learning that you don't have to be treated with anything less than the love and respect you deserve

it will take time, it will take patience, it will take a hell of a lot of guts

but you will wriggle free of what you will soon discover is your broken hearts strangle-hold

you will come out the other side, emerge from the shadows as a better, more beautiful, more intelligent person

just like the moth that breaks free of its chrysalis

give life a try, who knows, you might just like it.