Allow me to explain a broken heart.. A broken heart is when you actually refuse to get out of bed in the morning because you’re afraid of the reality that awaits you? A broken heart is when you think about the guy that broke your heart constantly. You reminisce the “good times” almost as if the “bad times” never existed. A broken heart is when you’re crying yourself to sleep every night and yet crying more and more each morning. A broken heart is the unforgettable smell of his shirt that sits in that empty box stowed away. A broken heart is the cold shattering feeling you receive when you hear the syllables of his name. A broken heart is glancing at the pictures of you two and then quickly turning your attention to something else to avoid your tears. A broken heart is re-reading his ancient letters and putting away the old jewelry he bought you. A broken heart is secretly wanting to run back to him and secretly wanting to just be loved by him again. A broken heart is asking desperately for just one last chance with the one person responsible for your loneliness. A broken heart is pretending not to care what his friends are saying about you. A broken heart is hanging up the phone after dialing the first six digits to his phone number. A broken heart is screaming and begging for a second chance inside. A broken heart is the emptiness and heart wrenching feeling you encounter when you see him with his new girlfriend. A broken heart is knowing that whatever you do or say to yourself, you can’t fool your heart into believing that you will in fact “be alright”. A broken heart is listening to that one song that makes you break down over and over again. A broken heart is sometimes not wanting to go on.