Love hurts.
And heartbreak is real.
On a serious note, I'm telling you not to judge people who loose themselves in loving another person. The pain is real, the struggle is real. Maybe it's a weakness, but it's not just a weakness, it's a disease that makes you feel sick and helpless to the core of your soul. I haven't been thinking normal after the Greek God's rejection. My heart is broken and it hasn't been easy for me to find a way to fix it.
A broken heart is a malady that doesn't go away just because you tell yourself you're strong enough to fight it. It never completely heals. And let me tell you something; anyone can be a victim of this circumstance, it's totally not about being strong or weak hearted.
Love is a curse, wrapped up in a beautiful package.
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