Heartbreak isn't beautiful.
It isn't poetry,it's not staying up till 4 am listening to sad songs.
It's breaking down in the middle of a street.
It's seeing their face in all the people you pass by.
It's feeling okay for weeks at a time and then all of a sudden,
You feel the ghost of their lips on your neck and their nails on your back and then you're choking on memories of their presence.
It's waking up from dreams of them coming back and screaming in the middle of the night because your chest aches like a rotting tooth.
Stop romanticizing pain.
Stop using people like they are objects.
A heart isn't a cigarette.
You can't just light it up and then stomp it out when you're done.
Don't act like anything about heartbreak is beautiful because i wouldn't wish that feeling upon my worst of enemies.