One of life's chapters.

Have had you're heart broken? Well I have. When your heart breaks, it doesn't always mean that you have went through a break up. Many things can cause a heart break. Yes, it can be a break up. But it can always be a death of a loved one, parting from someone, losing something that meant so much to you.
I have had my heart broken twice. Yes, one was a break up. And the other; was parting from someone. This someone was a someone that I had met just four short days before. Was it love between us? I honestly don't know. For all I know it could've been lust. But it didn't matter to me. Leaving this person tore me apart.
I remember the first time I met him. Didn't think of him much. But as that night went on, I felt small sparks flying in every direction. Then the night ended.
The next day arrived, things were happening all around me, but I had not but one thing on my mind. The day fell as night arose, and there he was again. The small sparks from the previous night were slowly but surely turning into much bigger sparks. The feeling in my stomach was not a pain, nor a pleasure. We shared a couple of moments together. Then again, the night ended. I crawled into bed, struggling to sleep because my mind was thinking 1,000 thoughts. But eventually, I was out for the night. The third day had come around. And day time seemed to take forever in turning into night. I had to keep myself busy. But faster than I thought, we were together again. Our few moments turned into moments occurring every few minutes. And this made me feel like I was going to faint. These few nights were like the same day over and over again. But with slightly different small events. Then we said we would see each other the next day. I could not wait to see him again, but I could wait to see him at the same time. You see, this would be our last night to see each other. Because the next day, I was leaving to go back home. The day went on and I was getting more excited, and bummed all at the same time. But there we were again. Together. It felt like I was on top of the world with him. As the small time we had with each other, he had told me I could see him one last time. The next morning. I fell asleep that night happy to see him again, but absolutely crushed he I be leaving him. I woke up the next morning not knowing what to think. I couldn't move at first, but then I had to get up. As I walked to where he was my heart rose, and sank. This time was much shorter than the other times I had usually gotten to be with him. But the time had come to an end. I said good bye. But not in a usual way. Because I had a feeling I would never see him again. I feel like I had left a piece of my heart with him. It was time to part. And I felt like my world was slowly caving in around me. My throat started to hurt, and my eyes were moist. Before long, the heart break was physically noticeable. The waterfall that consumed my face emotionally drained my soul. As I got physically farther and farther away from him, the pain cut deeper and deeper into my mind, heart, and soul. This pain was unique. It was my very own, first heart break.
It took me a long while to learn what I had felt. Heart break can be like love, you don't know exactly what it is right away. You learn to realize how your mind and body takes life.
And to this day, I still miss this man.
I learned a lot from this experience.
One; love can happen at any age.
Two; this isn't your first heart break.
And Three; you get stronger with every rough situation that gets thrown to you.

Author's Note

I'm young, but I know what love is and what it feels like. And heart breaks brake you for awhile, then strengthens you from your core and on out.

Reviews

[Acucena G.]

Love and heartbreak don't have age , they feel like hell when the person we love dump us and it feels like heaven when we are with someone we love . Excellent story