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@heartbreakhaiku
Florence Weinberger, from Woman Prayers: Poems; “The Power in my Mother’s Arms,” (x)
The poison leaves bit by bit, not all at once. Be patient. You are healing.
Yasmin Mogahed (via wordsnquotes)
the saddest truth is knowing that love doesn’t always keep people around
Weakness: when a group of unrelated characters, of varying backgrounds, consider each other a family
Kintsugi: the Japanese art of repairing broken pottery with gold-infused lacquer. The practice adheres to the philosophy of treating breakage and repair as natural parts of an object’s history, rather than incidents whose evidence is to be concealed (x) Repaired Heart, Kintsugi Study #4) and Kintsugi Study #2 by TJ Volonis
Lessons Learned and the Conclusion of this Project
Hello,
I started this blog 1 year ago after having over 100 haikus drafted. I told myself if I could make it to 100 haikus I would start a blog dedicated to poetry about heartbreak, so here we are.
I would first and foremost like to thank everyone who read, supported, and empathized with the sentiments written here. They all mean so much to me. I would like to thank each and every one of you
I am now quite a while out of my breakup with someone i loved more deeply than i have ever loved anyone. It was so painful in the begining, I honestly thought my heart might just give out. I wish I had started this blog back then, I think it would have helped.
So here are a few things I have learned from living with a broken heart.
Recovering takes a thousand more steps than you think it will. You will not wake up one day and feel over it. Instead, there will be a day where hearing their name doesn’t tear you apart, you can listen to that song again, or even just be in a place you were together. It takes time, and it is a slow process.
People will get tired of hearing about it. You will want to talk, but it will just be old news to them. I have no advice for this, it’s just a fact. People will want you to get over it far sooner than you are ready.
Pain runs out eventually, but also never stops. It’s hard to explain. I don’t dwell as much now but that heartbreak is still familiar and fresh in it’s own way, even though it doesn’t hurt so much.
You are a different person now, fighting that is an uphill battle. Embrace it, learn your new personhood.
Anger is a lot easier to handle than pain, but that doesn’t mean it’s healthier. Make sure to be honest with yourself. If you need to be angry, be angry, smash some shit, send a scathing email, but you need to know why you’re doing it and that you will have to face it eventually.
Take your goddamn time and don’t let anyone tell you how much fucking time you need.
It honestly, truly will be okay. It will.
There are probably more but I procrastinated enough writing this post. I’ll keep this blog up and probably queue a few unoriginal posts every once in a while. Thank you so much for reading. It’s been real yall. Have a safe journey from here.
Note to my ex.
Today my professor told me every cell in our entire body is destroyed and replaced every seven years. How comforting it is to know that one day I will have a body that you will have never touched.
At some point, you have to realize that some people can stay in your heart but not in your life.
Loui Jover
What’s the worst thing I’ve stolen? Probably little pieces of other people’s lives. Where I’ve either wasted their time or hurt them in some way. That’s the worst thing you can steal, the time of other people. You just can’t get that back.
Chester Bennington (via thequotejournals)
Learning to accept the fact that a part of me will always love my exes 😞
related: some crushes never fully go away!!! fantastic
I confess; I loved you more than I let on but you weren’t ready for it and I wasn’t going to pour myself into hands that couldn’t hold me.
Lauren Eden
I knew she wasn’t right for me but I still wanted it to be her.
Mariana Teles Fernandes
I don’t think there’s anything sadder than when two people are meant to be together and something intervenes.
Walter Bishop