When a Good Heart Breaks 

When a good heart breaks, its very own beat is painful. You stop trusting and you put up higher walls than before. You want to make sure he’s in just as much pain as you are. You want to tell him to go to hell. 

But I’m not going to do that. I’m not going to let my broken heart change who I am. 

I’m still going to wish him good luck with tests and interviews.

I’m still going to listen and offer comfort when he needs someone to be there for him. 

I’m still going to tell him “Happy birthday” and “Merry Christmas.”

Whether or not our happiness ends up being in each other or other people, I still will wish him happiness. 

Because staying friends means building each other up, and helping each other through this pain. 

He may have broken my heart, and I may have wounded him with my words of anger, but I don’t want that moment to define our friendship. 

I don’t want a broken heart to change the way I love others. Although my heart is broken, it will stay good. 

Be kind always. 


An Open Letter to the Broken Hearted Girl 

Dear Broken Hearted Girl,

I wish I could shield you from this pain, but unfortunately, heartbreak is a part of life. Nothing I say will take the pain away, only time can do that, and it seems to stand still in these moments. However, I believe I can offer you words of comfort to help you get through the pain.

It’s not your fault.

If you’re anything like me, you’re blaming yourself. Don’t. The fact that you opened yourself up, learned to trust, and saw the best in someone is beautiful. Don’t let this one person take that away from you. 

You’re not alone. I know how lonely it feels when you wake up at 2:30 in the morning, crying because your heart has been shattered. Trust me, I know it feels like you’re stranded and there’s no one around to save you. I know you feel like the world is moving, but you’re stuck in a miserable moment. I feel alone, too, but I know others are in the same boat as me. We can help each other.

It’s not fair. It’s not even remotely fair that he is sleeping soundly while you can’t stop crying in the early hours of another dreary day. It’s not fair that he can go on laughing, smiling, and enjoying his everyday life while you feel like you’ve just been punched in the stomach, and all the wind has been knocked out of you. Its not fair that he feels fine while you are trying to muffle the sound of your cries into a tear stained pillow. It’s not fair that human beings can be so cruel as to shamelessly hurt their own kind. I wish I could make things fair for you, but I can’t. 

Through all of this pain and darkness, please focus on that small beam of light. Let your family and friends make you laugh. Keep going on with your life. You’d be amazed to find out that eventually, that small beam of light consumes the darkness.

Please take care of yourself. I know you don’t have an appetite, but make sure you eat enough. Try to get some sleep, too. You’re going through enough emotional pain, you don’t need physical problems on top of that. 

Don’t feel weak for crying. Don’t get mad at yourself for trusting someone. Don’t feel bad about the way you react. Let yourself go through this pain, and come out stronger. 

I sincerely hope your heart mends quickly. I hope you don’t let your scars dictate your future. I hope you feel happy again soon.


Another girl with a broken heart