Broken at Touch

Saturating thoughts

on being the one hurt.

“F*ck them and move on”.

No one speaks of being the one doing the hurting.

Even if it was completely unintentional.

I get it. There is always the heart broken and the heart breaker.

But pain from both? Yes.

It’s hard sometimes, being the one who said no.

You feel you can’t ‘mourn’ or cry, because you did it.

You may have been a step ahead because you knew what was coming, but it’s still a bruise.

Being on this side now, I can understand and empathise.

Can’t say I’d want to do it again.

But the universe always has other plans, I’ll just trust that.

Recommendation: Understand it could be you and that there will always be a silver lining.