Being brokenhearted is a very familiar concept;

Not just for me but a lot of other people out there.

I wouldn’t say I am weak emotionally, but damn some things can break me down;

Reducing me to tears, spiraling down through reckless emotions

I put my heart out there so many times just to suffer the same fate

I am insane for one

After all insanity is ‘doing the same thing over and over and over again whiles expecting different results’

Today is no different

My heart has been broken

My heart is bleeding

It was perfect and then it wasn’t and now it’s no more

But in my pain, here I am planning my next involvement

Because deep down, I know this is the only way I can cope with life as it is

Even as I stare down this seemingly bottomless bin, teary eyed, heavyhearted, hands shaking, beads of sweat on my forehead from a long ass day, I know I have to let it go. Let you go, for a new beau. And that is how I parted with my earpiece of 6 weeks now I have to get a new one for my long troski rides to work; the same ones destroying my earpieces.