heartbreak
September 1st 2008 10:37
Blindfolded I trip on raised roots and kick my foot against rocks. I fall flat on my face forcing mud up my nose. My eyes sting and Jeff Buckley coos from a tree in the distance.
I have recently had my heartbroken. I have gone through many stages.
One - first knowledge - shock
Two - annoyance, anger - ripped up photos, played drums, cursed his name
Three - distraction - booze, chocolate and retail therapy
Four - Feeling fine
Five - Back to uni I see him again. Down down down into depression. Listening to sad songs, unable to focus on anything and the odd tear now and then.
It's not fun and he doesn't know. It's a matter of unrequitted love. In fact no one in that close nit circle know. It was determined that it was best to keep my burning desire a secret.
"Broken down and hungry for your love
With no way to feed it"
never sounded so true...
I have recently had my heartbroken. I have gone through many stages.
One - first knowledge - shock
Two - annoyance, anger - ripped up photos, played drums, cursed his name
Three - distraction - booze, chocolate and retail therapy
Four - Feeling fine
Five - Back to uni I see him again. Down down down into depression. Listening to sad songs, unable to focus on anything and the odd tear now and then.
It's not fun and he doesn't know. It's a matter of unrequitted love. In fact no one in that close nit circle know. It was determined that it was best to keep my burning desire a secret.
"Broken down and hungry for your love
With no way to feed it"
never sounded so true...
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