And That’s How You Hurt Me

I woke up several times during that first night with an aching in my chest. It took me a few seconds to remember where the pain was coming from… you broke my heart. 

The next morning as I was driving to school I tried to focus on the one thing that has always kept me sane: music. 

I was singing along and out of nowhere I lost my breath and started crying. I could not stop sobbing and when I finally got myself to calm down I tried to focus on the music again but not a single word would come out of my mouth. 

So I got to school and spoke to as many people I could find, laughed at as many jokes as I could think of. “It’s going to be okay”… I convinced myself. But just seeing you for a second made it all start again. 

On the way home I yelled the lyrics to Taylor Swift’s songs this time – refusing to let any thoughts through my head. But then I got home and it was quiet and for a second I gave in. That’s when it all came rushing in… 

I was crying uncontrollably, I fell down on the dark couch and did not recognize the sound that was coming from my chest. It hurt so bad – I had to beg myself to stop. Instead of getting words out I got more tears. 

But then… all of a sudden… the tears just stopped. And so did the pain. But most importantly – so did my feelings for you. 

And that’s how I got over you. 

**ABOUT THIS POST:

I wrote this piece after my first heartbreak. This is the first time I discovered how therapeutic writing can be. 

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