not a poem

you tell yourself you’re ready for it. that it won’t hurt as much because you expected it, planned for it. but of course it hurts. it rips you apart and tears you down until you’re crying in your bed in the middle of the night just asking why why why. it’ll take some time but eventually you’ll realise you’re okay, you’re alive, you made it through, and you’re stronger. heartbreak hurts but we carry on.

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