Crying in the rain is strange and painful cos no one knows you are actually crying….” He doesn’t even know”.
Being broken hearted is also strange and painful cos everything has a brilliant beginning. You can pinpoint the point where you let then reach into your chest cavity and take your heart.
You basically let them peel back the skin,muscles,the ribs,and the lungs until they finally reach your heart. You’re actually insane enough to let someone peel back all these little defenses….. Well,except the ribs(Lol). The ribs you have to use branch cutters to let them get access at that point.
You think-thanks to an intoxicated state of your mind that we call love-oh,this person will be careful with my heart because its the organ keeping me alive”. They are different from the other people I let in before”You murmur ” There’s something there……
Your future self will scream,its lust, you fool! There’s nothing there! He won’t ”
But even if time travels were a possibility, the present you is so dragged out on endorphins you just won’t listen to reason.
For some reason you just think this person won’t let anything happen to the precious organ keeping you alive.
Nope! You’re wrong. This person will either squeeze too tightly,accidentally drop it(if you are lucky), or worst comes to worse,this person will let your heart drop. Sometimes you just find out how they carried someone else’s heart in their pocket. Or worse,they somehow tricked you and they rip out your heart,let it drop,then they stomp all over it.
The person, who pushed through all of the physical barriers to get to your precious organ,will sometimes blame you before leaving you with nothing except a clump of ripped,bloody muscle. “It used to resemble your heart,now its plumbing blood,or trying to and blood squirts out.
This organ is still trying to keep me- I mean you, I meant to say you,sorry about that-
“This organ is still trying to keep you alive”.
Of course it is,every pump hurts right now. You are trying to pull everything back in and pretend,but of course,its not HAPPENING“. Your heart is on the floor!
You scream,you cry but you hide the tears,cos despite the ripped muscle,broken bones,and the blood coagulating on the floor,you now have to deal with snot and tears… Careful though,those salty tears will burn the open hole in your chest cavity(Smiles)
You are the one on the floor now,don’t let him cheapen you! Get back up….take step one and walk again…You think you’re never going to get back to the you there used to be? Well, guess what? You can! Tell your remaining broken piece of your heart to breathe again,close your eyes and let it in, let the shadows fall away. Yesterday is a closed door you don’t live there anymore….If you must cry now,cry in the rain…He will never know.

Whitney Edna Ibe is the Executive Consultant, Life & Mental Health Coach, and Writer/ Editor at Whitney Edna Ibe Consult (Blog),, The Social Talks,, and Mental Wellness Society International. She is in charge of consultations, services, and implementation.

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