Shards of a Broken Glass

May your heart be crushed to pieces like the shards of a broken glass. Where you will struggle to piece them all together to no avail. And you will remember the other heart you so badly broken. Just like the pieces of glass in your hand.
You will fall apart and feel the pain.
And you will know that such pain can never be healed.

What It Feels Like When You Know About The Other Women

What a long title!

Men, do you want to know how a woman feels inside when she got to know about your affair?

I picked this up from the movie - The Women. It's the scene when Meg Ryan went to see her mother to tell her about her husband. She then brushed her mother saying she can't possibly know how she feels, and the mother said, "Let me try...".

This honestly tells how it felt when I got to know:
"It feels like someone kicked you in the stomach, feels like your heart stopped beating, feels like that dream, you know the one when you are falling and you want so desperately to wake up before you hit the ground but it's all out of your control. You can't trust anything anymore, no one is who they say they are. Your life is changed forever, and the only thing to come out of the whole ugly experience is no one will be able to break your heart like that again."

A Plastic Heart

The heart I was born with was badly crushed. It was deemed useless because it kept on aching and aching. So I had a heart transplant. I had it replaced with a plastic heart. A fake heart. The kind of heart that has no feelings. Now everything is fake. A fake smile, a fake laugh. A plastic heart.

Curshed Heart...

This thing is killing me from inside. Many, many times I just want to run far, far away. To a solitary place by a beach where I can walk with waves crashing at my feet. A place where I can throw my crushed heart into the sea. And hope that a new heart will grow.
And be healed.