Breakups

A Story by Cassie

The feeling I was going through after a breakup.

The unnerving silence. You see people's lips move but you don’t hear a sound. You can feel all of the emotions building up inside. The hatred. The sadness. The frustrations. They all run through your veins. Tears start to blur your vision and you bite your lip trying to cause physical pain that will distract you from the emotional. You curl into a ball hoping that if you make yourself small enough you might disappear. Pressure builds up in your lungs as you hold back screams. Your throat tightens as you resist the urge to fall apart. You try to breath but it was in this moment that you lost the fight. Silent sobs over take you. You curse his name. You wonder how anyone that can bring you this much pain, ever brought you happiness. You lay in a heap in your bed, too broken and battered to do anything else. It is there that you sit, mourning the love that had blossomed over the last year. You looked back on every memory you two shared. All the late night conversations and the hours spent cuddling. You remember every laugh and every smile. The tickle fights and the movies. You look back at all these things and ask yourself if any of it was real. How could he say he loved you two weeks ago but today he feels nothing. Then you start to blame yourself and ask yourself how you ruined something that was so beautiful. It was there that you realized he was like everyone else. He left.