Alone in the apartment, watching a movie, I suddenly lost it.
Thinking about lost love. Hopelessness. Being alone. Not being able to work things out with someone you loved because you knew they just didn't care enough.
It was too much. The feelings too strong. All at once, overwhelmed, the tears came down.
And then, just as quickly, I was brushing them away.
Just a simple little breakdown, but it helped me realize something:
My soul feels torn to bits.
How do you get over that?
