Giving your heart to someone is like taking a leap of faith. Never would you be so vulnerable yet so strong in your entire life. It’s terrifying and exciting. You believe in everything that you and that someone stand for. You feel that as long as its you and him/her against the world, then you’d be able to conquer all. But what happens when that love fails, when love simply was not enough? Where do broken hearts go?
The thing about a heart breaking is that it feels like you’ve just been hit by a bus, dragged by a train, exploded with a bomb, and yet no one knows it, no one hears it but you. They might see the tears running down your cheeks, and hear your screams of pain, but they would never understand the deepest pain and deepest sorrow that only you could experience. You would wish to just rip out your heart, and toss it somewhere so that you could never feel that pain again, but sadly, you could never do that.
I would like to say, that time heals all wounds, and maybe it does. But there would always be scars, and you would never be the same again. You would never love the same and you would never trust the same. So where do broken hearts go? They go back to you, though broken and shattered, you could take the pieces back one by one. All you have to do is figure out where to start. But if you’re lucky, your broken heart goes back to the one you truly love. For if they are still willing to keep your heart, then they are the only once who could fix it almost as good as new… almost.
