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Healing Heart Wounds

Updated on August 13, 2016
Tell me; where does love go when it goes away?
Tell me; where does love go when it goes away?

You were my universe, my world solely revolved around you and you were my life. With these words, I know you can imagine how much pain you caused me when you left. I was shattered, my world became black and white, every dream was a nightmare, every thought of you was a curse and every song I heard was a reminder that there was a gaping hole in my heart and in my life. A void that no one could ever fill.

I cried every night and it's not just a few tears and I was feeling blue, it was more of bawling my eyes out and shouting at the moon. I lost my sun, my love, and my life. I was crying every time and those times that I wasn't crying, I was going over your words when you left me. I tried every stupid attempt to win you back, but every attempt failed with a new bruise to remind me of my stupidity.

I started hating myself, thinking of how unworthy I was, of how unloved and how ugly I was. I reminded myself everyday, every damn day, that it was my fault why you left. I knew that t was already taking a toll on my life and I needed to cope, to forget and to heal. I tried everything I could think of. I tried to delete old messages, delete old conversations, delete contacts and any other things that reminded me of you. I stopped listening to music, stopped singing and stopped writing. I thought those were the answers, but I was wrong, it did nothing more than worsen what was. That's when I realized what I needed to change.

I started listening to music again, I started singing again, I started writing again and most of all, I started laughing again. Yes, once in awhile it would still hurt whenever I think about you, but I'm already on my way to recovery. I realized that healing doesn't mean forgetting what hurts, but knowing that what hurts doesn't control your life anymore.

It still hurts, but it's more like a sting of an antiseptic that's healing the wound.

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    • Magaway Jill profile image
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      Sigrid Jill 12 months ago from Philippines

      Thanks for the great feedback. I'll work on that. Will be reading some of your hubs.

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      Kamalesh050 12 months ago from Sahaganj, Dist. Hooghly, West Bengal, India

      A well written hub. Glad to know that you are on your way to recovery. It's only a matter of some more time, your wound will be dead and gone and you will be able to enjoy your life fully.All the very Best. By the way do please read some of my hubs when you can!!