Loving Heartbreak

This morning, I woke up and decided to write about heartbreak. At first, I thought it would be easy—just another text like so many others. But it wasn’t. Everyone experiences heartbreak differently, with unique emotions and perspectives. It’s hard to describe when the memories that surface are a mix of pain and joy. I thought I had moved on, but there’s always a small part of that person lingering in a hidden corner. A love story is never truly forgotten; it’s preserved in memory.

Every story has an end, but every end is also a new beginning. At first, it’s all pain and tears. We find ourselves questioning what we did wrong, feeling the hurt we caused and the pain inflicted upon us. Even if the other person seems fine, you can never truly know what they’re going through. Often, we pretend to be okay to hide the turmoil within. There’s sadness over what was and over what could have been but will never be.

"There’s no greater sin than bringing tears to the one who gave you smiles." It feels like a loop of thoughts—from guilt to hurt to convincing yourself you must move on. A whirlwind of brain chemistry creates a storm in our minds. But it’s essential to allow ourselves to feel. Sadness, anger, and nostalgia are not enemies; they’re temporary companions on the path to healing. By embracing these emotions, we can lighten the weight we carry.

"I only think of you when I breathe." Every experience in recent times was shared with that person—sunrises, sunsets, laughter-filled journeys. In every conversation and every memory, they’re present. There are no new experiences yet to replace those where they played a role.

"I just wanted you to love me." That was the last thing I said, reflecting on everything I might have done wrong. At one point, they were my reason to wake up in the morning; now, they’re my motivation to move forward. To leave it all behind and become a stronger person—for myself and for those around me.

After much reflection, you come to realize that not everything was perfect. Perhaps the relationship wasn’t what you truly needed. You gave everything you had to offer, and they gave you everything they could. Maybe they seemed perfect, but were they really? Or was it just your expectations masking the differences?

"Now I know we didn’t know how to love each other." Sometimes, it’s time to let go of the love we had for someone else and redirect it to ourselves. That love, those gifts, those plans—let them become new experiences for you. Take yourself by the hand and explore the world. Be the new love story you’ve been waiting for. Love yourself the way you wanted them to love you. Embrace life with your inner child. Become an inspiration to others through your happiness and freedom.

Everyone comes into our lives for a reason. Maybe they’re here to teach us something or remind us of our strength. What feels like a moment of sadness and bitterness today will one day be a story of triumph. Perhaps life is telling you it’s time for change, and that person was the catalyst.

Today, I can only say thank you—for everything you gave me. Thank you for being a part of my life. Thank you for what you taught me. Thank you for all the love you gave me and the love I gave to you. At this moment, I give back all the love I had left to offer you, and I claim the love I always deserved for myself. Finally, I let go of all the pain you caused me, giving myself the chance to love again—starting with me.

Thank you, my love.