I was just recently thinking about my first love. God, what a rush that was. A complete rollercoaster. I was so hung up on him - he took my breath away and then broke my heart.
I was 17 and in love. I gave him all of me and received heartache in return. What a bummer. Don't get me wrong it was fun and exhilarating whilst it lasted but, my lord, did it hurt like hell when he ended it.
Emotions amaze me.
People go about their daily life with all sorts of heartache surrounding them with no-one else having an inkling that anything is worikng. There are people brushing past you in the street or serving you at the checkout and no-one knows the anguish you are going through. I hate that. It makes you feel all alone in the world when no-one is there at that moment to share your pain. It's like when you're in the funeral car and it's a sunny day outside. You look out the car window and everyone else is going about their day without a care in the world and you're just about to bury someone you love.
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