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Definition of a broken heart from a dictionary:
Used in reference to a state of extreme grief or sorrow, typically caused by the death of a loved one or the ending of a romantic relationship. “He never spoke about his son’s disappearance and friends said that he died of a broken heart.”
What is a heart?
Definition of a heart from a dictionary:
A hollow muscular organ that pumps the blood through the circulatory system by rhythmic contraction and dilation. In vertebrates there may be up to four chambers (as in humans), with two atria and two ventricles.
How can a heart cause us so much pain? Looking at it logically the heart is a hollow organ with no thought or emotion. Our thoughts cause pain, not our hearts. Or so one would think.
I remember that as I listened to the voice on the other side of phone telling me that Laura had died, my heart broke. How can one explain the intense pain which I felt in my chest for over a year?
We all have our journeys. Some walk through life relatively unscathed. Others don’t.
One hurt on top of hurt, on top of another hurt. Was the final pain just too much?
Why do we hang onto hurt and the pain we feel every time we think of the person that inflicted the pain. And we think about them often, almost in disbelief that they could have been so duplicitous.
Why don’t we just move on? Why can’t we move on?
“Pull yourself together.” “Get a life.” Pointless suggestions from people that don’t understand.
How do you mend a broken heart? You don’t. It lies hidden in the rubble of pain that inhabits your soul, amongst the pile of deadwood, dry and dead, until one thought drops a smoking ember onto the stack, and it starts flickering and comes to life, and with more thoughts, it soon becomes a raging fire.
All the undealt trauma resurfaces. Anger and hurt sit side by side, two intense emotions. It doesn’t take much for them to take centre stage once again.
And as with a candle, the flame flickers and dies, and the pain sits, blocked, in the twisted hardened scars of your life, until the next time.
Be careful with your heart.
Most of us ‘survive’ a broken heart. Laura didn’t.
13 June 2011. Part of an email which Laura sent to Mubarak while she was working in Saudi Arabia. (Laura’s Voice Whispers from an Angel, page 104.
And I understand your world, and even though you hurt me I still love you, for I do understand YOU!
From Laura, Laura’s Voice Whispers from an Angel, page 101. Part of a facebook note.
Run away with the wind I wished
blow me away
so that I will have no time to catch my breath and look back
into the eyes that once filled my gaze…
Shared from ‘Yep that’s me’. It doesn’t only apply to women. It applies to men too.