Fluctuation between strong and weak;
Female: Unshakable, unbreakable,
then nothing but shards of shattered glass in a heap on the floor. Any former shape distorted and mangled beyond recognition.
Rise, glue the pieces back together. Maybe not enough to stand, but at least rise from the cool of the tile floor, lean against the wall for support while you catch the breath you have left.
Overdramatic? There is no overdramatic when a girl’s heart is broken.
Never let anyone tell you “get over it”. You will never fully get over it, but you will recover. In your time; no one else’s.
~Lilies n Stars*
“Through thick and thin they’ve gone away and only left their grief.
Oh, something’s missing in me
I felt it deep within me
As lovers left me to bleed…alone.”
~Missing by Flyleaf
Wow, this is really good! You’re right that there is no overdramatic when a girl’s heart is broken. And it sucks when people tell you to get over it, because it makes you feel like crap and that you’re not worth anything.
At one point in time, over some stupid guy, I felt like everyone was telling me to get over my feelings, and it was one of the most horrible feelings I have ever experienced. We are precious, we are Jesus’s daughters, and we are truly priceless. I know this well, but at that time, I certainly didn’t feel it. I felt: no matter how bad I feel, I just don’t matter that much. I felt defenseless and not even really worthy of a life.
I still struggle with this feeling a lot ever since.
Would you mind if I used this poetic thing you just said in my poetry book? I have a feeling it would be really good for girls to hear what you have to say…
And could you tell me exactly what you meant by it? You make me feel strong.
Your yahoo buddy, Jennifer
Sure, you can use it.
And as far as what I meant by it, hmmm… Basically, it’s the mixture of overwhelming feelings that you feel like you’re drowning in when you have a broken heart. You’re strong, you’re weak, you love him, you hate him, you’re SO over it, you desperately want him back… I remember going to pieces in the bathroom, lying on the floor with my face against the cold tile, feeling like my whole chest was collapsing and just trying to catch a breath. Part of you wants to just stay there forever, just melt into the floor, but another small part of you knows you are stronger than this, so eventually, that small part wins, and you get up. You’re still broken. You think you can’t possibly be the same, complete person you were before this happened. You feel like it’s an overwhelming feat to have to piece yourself back together, put on a happy face, and just act normal. You feel like a fraud when it seems like your whole world has just ended yet the show must go on. You feel like you have to act strong, look strong, but you’re not strong. You’re barely holdin it together and just faking it like a pro. But the strength is in the motions you go through. The attempts, big or small, that you make to achieve normalcy. And when your friends tell you to simply ‘get over it’ those words sting and you feel like they might shred apart the facade you’ve so pain-stakingly put together. But in time, (and without the help of the words ‘get over it’), the pain lessens, your strength returns, and ‘normalcy’ doesn’t seem so unattainable. You are strong, even when you feel like you’re not.
Well, thanks for letting me use it!! I gain so much strength from it and I’m sure others will, too. It’s so sad and amazing, all at once. I’ll be sure to give you credit. =]