breakups

When it comes to breakups, pain is inevitable, but Humans thinks that suffering is optional.

Flash Forward
In my short time on this Earth, if there is one thing I have learned, it is that the general public likes to idolize what seems to be flawless. We want the perfect skin, perfect job, perfect life, without realizing that this has never and will never exist. Why do you think celebrities often self-destruct? So what happens when you stop being the idolizer and become the idolized? Now there’s a position I never thought I’d be in – not in regards to a relationship, anyway.
By Krissey Browder8 years ago in Humans
From Different Worlds
My heart sends a message to my head and again our timeline floods into my consciousness from the beginning to our end. I could have never predicted this outcome. If only I could have stopped myself from making those choices maybe, just maybe, I wouldn't have been betrayed. The one person I looked up to and called a friend drove a knife through my heart with a single text. I felt like a part of me had died. The pain was limitless. I wished for it to be physical pain. My thoughts took my body to a street in front of a moving car. A couple of steps and it would all be over. Maybe some of my body parts might be salvageable and used for someone who is in need of it. But do humans really need saving if they could be so cruel? They don't deserve it. A punching bag is where my frustrations came out. The endless tears washed down my face as I screamed in rage hitting the bag with my clenched fists. Life seemed pointless and unfair. If only I knew that I had fallen in love with my soulmate. Even the language barrier didn't stop our connection. Instead, I chose to break off what we had to prevent my heart feeling like it is now. The void feels like it will never be filled. He's the one I want, the only one I want. The choices I chose to prevent myself from falling in love was actually my mistake. There was nothing that could have prevented that. My mistake of the breakup that hurt his heart was actually my downfall and the cause of my pain. If I didn't break up with him he wouldn't have gotten intoxicated and pushed his lips against hers. She should have known. Her ears listened to me talk endless hours about his existence. But, she chose to forget my words and just let the alcohol take her mind to a different place. My regrets are shared now but there is nothing I can do to recover the friendship I lost with the girl with the intoxicated lips. Yet I can do the ultimate sacrifice and forgive the one whom I fell in love with before he took his suitcase and left to a different country. It was the hardest thing I ever had to do. I had to grow the metaphorical balls and woman myself up. The visit was short lived in my mind but went on for hours on end. My feelings reappeared after my heart tore into a million pieces. Yet, his presence healed my heart and I fell for him once again. He asked the one question that I didn't want him to ask. He asked for the presence of my lips on his. I couldn't at the time, but when he had to leave for his plane, I had to feel his sweet soft lips once more. The hours replayed in my head. I was okay with him leaving before my visit with him but, the memories of our last encounter burn in my mind. The song that reminded him of me was sent and replayed over and over. The tears washed down my face; they felt endless. I could never feel his touch and see his face ever again. The only connection between us is the phones that are in our hands that type the words in our minds. I long for his touch and his presence. I would do anything for him to be next to me once again. The distance is forever long but a part of my heart will always belong to the boy who speaks a foreign language.
By Anonymous Girl8 years ago in Humans
R.I.P. The Old You
The strangest, most obscure dream occurred in my brain last night. You were back in my life. Here's how it went down: A mutual friend's party. I can't exactly recall the occasion; does it really matter?
By Gerard Chua8 years ago in Humans
Relationships With a Narcissistic Person
Most love stories begin with a kiss, where he is wearing this mask where it does not reflect his true being. The first meeting becomes more dates as you are so wrapped up with infatuation, being in his arms, laughing, loving, hot intimacy, enjoying each day, two worlds created into one. But yet, his mask is still covering his true being. Faux innocence, his naturedness; it’s all just an illusion. You are not even ready for what’s under this mask.
By Selene Ruffin8 years ago in Humans
Castle of My Mind
I stare at my computer screen, exhausted from my sleep. I hold my breath. The first words I would say to you after a year of silence lay frozen on my tongue.
By Leila Jamieson8 years ago in Humans
I Almost Got Married at 23
Where do you begin when you’re talking about an ending? Do you start at "the before" when you were alone before the love you lost? Do you start in "the after," when you knew (thought) he was the one? Perhaps it’s most logical to start with the first date, where the characters brush together to make the metaphorical sparks that we all seem to be waiting for. How odd that I’ve only just realized I am sitting in the coffee shop where that took place (where she was, that girl with my name, the one I haven’t seen in years). For the irony of it, maybe it’s best that we start at the end.
By M R Britton8 years ago in Humans
Hi?
My best friend and I were separated for six years. His parents got divorced and his mother had the custody of him and his baby brother. As long as I remember, I was asking my mother every year when I would see him again, why he was not coming for my birthday nor for our usual Christmas party. Every time, my mother looked at me and said we would meet again, one day.
By Em 's8 years ago in Humans
The Red Notebook
"You could use this notebook to write your feelings in, it's a good coping mechanism!" my mother says as she hands me an old and run-down notebook. I remember shaking my head when I saw the coffee stains on the back of it.
By Besa S.8 years ago in Humans
Game Over
They always say “date your best friend” but never tell you the outcome if it ends. You’ll lose your best friend and lover all at once, and it’s the hardest thing ever.
By Libby Heffernan8 years ago in Humans
Loving & Hurting
We make excuses and move the lines that have been crossed time after time to condone the toxicity of our beloved. "They don't understand." "I know what I'm doing." "We are just going through a phase." "I love him/her." The things we say to convince ourselves that they are not hurting us and that things will change.
By Tara x8 years ago in Humans
Silence
You’re not around when I need you to be and I can’t help but feel it’s a repeat. Soon you’ll be gone for a week with no contact and it’ll be like the silence has engulfed me. I’ll be on my own and fighting by myself, but I guess that’s how I’ve been these past few weeks anyway. Waking up, biting my lip, putting on a fake smile so you don’t think I’m sad all the time. Keeping my days busy because you just happen to disappear within a blink of an eye. I understand you’re spending time with family and you are busy but those words keep lingering in my head of the promise you made to be there for me and protect me. I guess this distance has made those words mean nothing. I anticipated this and prepared myself, or at least I thought I did, but in reality… I’ve never struggled more. I have no one to talk to and those who I can have conversations with only awaken once I close my eyes to sleep. The nightmares come more often now but at least they keep me company and thinking about something else other than missing you during the long and cold days.
By Kyana Gani8 years ago in Humans
The Ending of My Love Story
My ex and I have gone through so many different stages of our “relationship.” He would move out of my apartment and come back again. We’d make up as if we never fought. When really, we were walking on eggshells while holding our breath. My ex and I left my apartment and stayed at his found with his family. It seemed like he wanted me to be there so I thought it would be a good idea. No.
By Ameenah M.8 years ago in Humans