grief of my love

Grief, for whatever reason it may be, will come for everyone. It comes on its own time and in its own way. It is almost as if it sits in the dark and stalks us, haunts us, it explores our weaknesses and then it comes for us. Grief doesn’t play nice; it strikes at midnight, in the dark of the night, when we can’t see what’s beyond it, when we cannot see any way out. It enters our life without any warning so that we can’t over power it because it likes to win.

Grief maybe a thing we all fear; yet it’s the only thing that we all have in common, however it looks different on everyone. Greif isn’t of death only; it is of the absence of a friend, a lover, it is of the presence of loss and it is of the never ending, inevitable presence of change… it’s life. We wonder why it has to hurt so much, why it has to cause so much pain? We give so much importance to grief that we forget about the good that we have lived. The thing we should try to remember is that It could all change in the flip of a coin, so hold on tight because the ride is rough but it does have an ending.

I tried reaching out to him, but he shut me out. I would send him messages and he wouldn’t reply, I would ask his friends to talk to him but he wouldn’t listen; and furthermore, he would reply to me like a normal friend as if he was trying to mock me. He had blocked me out of his life. I saw no way in, I was completely helpless, so I turned to my people and I looked for some empathy, some sort of a way out of all this.. A shelter. How innocent of me to think that they would take my side, how stupid, how stupid… from each and every one of them I heard, “ relax, it’s just one guy. There are many other out there. Just forget about him”. And I would scream, I would shout inside my head because they didn’t get it, they just didn’t understand. For  them it’s just a story, but it wasn’t…. it wasn’t just any normal breakup story, it was MY LIFE. How can they just say that forget about him. If it were that easy then wouldn’t I have already done that? These stupid people, so blind to my ,such real, feelings. I am smart enough to know what would be best for me, wouldn’t I have done that if it were possible? I am a girl, grieving for the loss of her dearest possession, her love… HELP ME!