A quintessential heartbreaker

You. A quintessential heartbreaker.

When you left me, you broke me.

In every way that someone could be broken.

I hope you're happy.

I hope you're happy.

The phrase "a broken heart" slips off my tongue so easily but when I think about it, when I really sit and imagine this "broken heart" that everyone speaks of,

I picture a heart that is broken beyond repair,

A heart that has lost the essential part needed to function,

A heart that may be healing, but will never be completely healed...

A heart kinda like my heart.

Broken.

Unable to be revived..

Healing, but unable to be healed.

All because of you.

A quintessential heartbreaker.

I hope you're happy.

I hope you're happy.

They say "time heals all wounds" but "they" don't know what they're talking about because the wounds are still here.

They're all still here.

(I hope you're happy.)

I try you know. I really do try.

Sometimes I feel like I may be getting somewhere but then my memory intervenes and i reminisce about how great you were.

(Or at least how great I thought you were.)

Why did you make me believe that you were so great?

(You really weren't that great.)

You. A quintessential heartbreaker.

I wonder if you're aware that when I found you, I also found that I lost myself.

And when I lost you, I found myself finding myself.

After this discovery, I realized that I was a better version of myself than I had ever been before you, or with you.

So if anything, thank you for that.

(I still don't like you very much though)

((Not because I don't feel for you))

(((And not because you don't feel for me)))

But rather because you changed me and then you left.

You

Changed

Me

And

Then

You

Left

You. A quintessential heartbreaker.

It's taken me a while to realize that when feelings are real, no matter what may happen, they are permanent.

They are there to stay.

Damn.

DAMN.

I wish they left with you.

On a scale of 1-10 of how okay I am without you right now..

I'm probably at an 8.

It's taken me a while to get here but I made it, I'm a frickin 8!

And in a few months I'll be a 10.

I'll be a 10, and you,

You'll still be a quintessential heartbreaker.

You

Changed

Me

And

Then

You

Left

But it's okay.

I'm okay.

I forgive you.

You deserve to be happy.

PS: I hope you're happy.