A heartbreak to me refers to all your emotions being jumbled up in your head and heart or is it in your head only? It has a bitter taste, it recurs like a bad cold and the problem is, the only remedy for it is time. But time seems to not flow fast enough to forget and you feel stuck, you feel stagnant, you start repeating the same thing because it seems as though you’re tired of trying to look for new synonyms of being stuck. I always wonder why we hate them that break our hearts? Is it us trying to find a reason to move on and be free or did we actually hate them but thought it was love. (This is very confusing – ukielewa kindly fafanulia the guys at the back). But you want them to continue being happy, to find peace, to find grace in all that they do but at the same time you want to be part of that but that boat is slowly sailing and leaving you drowning in your own tears and thoughts, (I think I'll call this piece, Tears, and Thoughts) and your pain being a constant reminder t