a broken heart….?
July 16, 2012 § 61 Comments
….brilliant really, and beautiful. In fact she was most beautiful, most alive when she opened herself up, when she allowed vulnerabilites, breakabilites, didn’t force control and demand the power. When she allowed the option of pain, of rejection, when she let loose, when she stopped focusing on her pride, her reputaion, and just totally fell. Yes it was a brilliant and beautiful feeling. There was a bit of pain, a tad of excruciating, unpredictable swings of sadness….but overall, it was pure luxury, pure excitement knowing one could feel so overwhelming, so captivated, flipped inside-out, a childhood entranced sort of enchantment. You silly little people who stay all wrapped up in your non-heart breaks, so proud of your ability to hold control and not fall. THe falling is the best part. So you fall and you fall and you fall, and you refuse to become numb, and one day it’s just right, and your hands just fit right, like your lives fit right, and your sentences stand elegant side by side. And that’s it. Who doesn’t want their blood pumping, their minds racing, their common sense senses failing, their realities exploding and crashing, the exotic crazy of not knowing what the other person is going to do, if they are going to love you back, or if they are going to just sit with you for awhile, get to know you, before walking away, before saying goodbye. Who doesn’t want to have their organs working in overdrive, their human real-people tears flowing, their feet tripping, their eyes widening, their mouths jaw-dropping, their lips numbing from the heightened senses of their imagination and hearts racing. Yes being in love, falling, breaking….it’s the most beautiful thing I ever felt. I’ll do it again tomorrow, and the next day, and maybe even the next day, because this to me is LIVING. This to me is LIFE. This to me is the doing it afraid, the beginning to all my insane genius imaginations coming true. And that’s just me. Maybe it’s the Peter Pan in me, or maybe it’s the most beautiful thing that I have in me. Maybe it’s what keeps me always laughing, always dreaming, always dancing, always creating, always flying, always shining. Yes a broken heart is brilliant really. Brilliant and beautiful.
The best way to get to know yourself, I say.
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loved your sentiments!
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Perfectly put…suffering miserably now of just such a broken heart…
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I wish I could agree with you, but I can’t. My broken heart nearly destroyed me… Yet I came out stronger than ever! 😉
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Dumu, i love all of your comments and everything you say, I am a bit behind on responding, but I’m getting caught up tonight ;). And YES i know i know 🙂
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Ha,ha!! That’s perfectly understandable, seen as how many readers you have. You are certainly doing very well when so much people enjoy your work. 😉
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This is so perfect! I couldn’t agree more. Even if things never work out and I’m left broken I’m always happy I did try, and happy for whatever good might come out of the heart break. The falling is beautiful.
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Your writing is so unique and interesting! I’ve nominated you for the One Lovely Blog award. 😉
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Well put…
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Well done … it’s all a question of whether you want to live life or not.
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A refreshing perspective 🙂 The fall is, in some regards, the most romantic part of love, isn’t it?
Wanted to let you know also, Coco, that I have tagged you for a Lovely Blog Award (though really it’s more of a creative prompt!) 🙂 If you’d like to participate I write about it here: http://julieisrael.wordpress.com/2012/07/14/late-night-post/ Cheers!
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Wow, this is great. You captured a lot of feeling and emotion. Thanks for sharing. 🙂
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Touching, in many ways. I would elaborate, but it would be a blog post. I will say that my heart broke thirty years ago, and although we have found one another again and are together again…I am proud of all the broken hearts I attempted along the way to finding him, my heart of hearts, again.
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A lot of sadness here behind the bravado. k.
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Beautiful
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I had my heart broken once, and although we got back together again, the falling was what made me the person I am today! I can never forget that and for all the good reasons.
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How on earth did you know??
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Haha know what?? 😀
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why… that I fell in love with Peter Pan! 🙂 That’s what…
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Haha oh well then we shall have that in common we can fly we can fly we can fly
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Reblogged this on Eliza Shane and commented:
I find this so completely interesting… don’t you? Sometimes I think we write to each other, but we don’t know it. Or maybe we do…?
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Reblogged this on OlyEats.
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a broken heart’s like a sheep without her wool, naked vulnerability but growing back again, more beautiful than ever
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Awwe yes yes So lovely
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Reblogged this on Kip's Thoughts and commented:
Ah, to experience this feeling again…….
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Just the thought of falling in love again makes me all gooey inside 🙂 Thanks for helping me remember what it was like and, hopefully, will be like again someday.
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oh yes yes yes, you will. you so deserve it 😀
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There you go, misting up my ocular organs again 🙂 You really are a jewel!
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NO, YOU ARE.
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🙂 I’ll accept that if you’ll accept that you are, too.
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Reblogged this on singlestreaming and commented:
For my Bulletproof Babes
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I guess there’s not fun in playing it safe all the time.
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i agree with you 😀
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exquisitely described – and I’m another one who can relate so completely. I’m experiencing this right now for the first time ever. I’m a grandmother who’s feeling like a teenager. It’s crazy. I would like to reblog this on NurtureMyMuse.com Thanks!
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AWWEEE that makes me so happy to hear. Wow who is the lucky man?
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Powerful writing. Pain, like love, lets you know you are alive for sure
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exactly
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Broken pieces make the most beautiful and whole mosaics. love to you.
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Beautiful, so true. Thank you Beth! 🙂
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If you didn’t feel the pain you would have not truly loved. beautiful piece.
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Oh thank you Len, and yes!
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Hiding, hiding, hiding. All the time I’m hiding. It’s causing me to lose myself. —- YUR
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you are hiding? 😦
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Broken hearts mend. It just took me twenty years.
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😦 i’m so sorry 😦
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I got there though! Very nice man…Simon…I 1/2 yrs.
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1.5 years together? YAYY wahoo
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Brilliant, you say? Sounds complicated.
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perhaps 🙂
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I added/ edited this a bit, and will edit it more when i have time. I’m not good at taking the time to edit before posting. Perhaps that is something I should focus more on.
“There was a bit of pain, a tad of excruciating, unpredictable swings of sadness….but overall, it was pure luxury, pure excitement knowing one could feel so overwhelming, so captivated, flipped inside-out, a childhood entranced sort of enchantment.”
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Nail. Head. Hit.
Amazing!
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😀 hey thanks
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hey you’re welcome 🙂
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Hi! I’ve nominated you for the One Lovely Blog Award http://ivonprefontaine.wordpress.com/ Best Wishes!
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very kind of you, thank you so much
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I will share my fresh cherries with you, if you will share some of the wonderful coffee you have written about
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that seems a fair exchange 😉
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Powerfully written
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Thank you darling, you always have the kindest words. Have a lovely day misses 😉 CHEERS!
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(I am so good at hitting spam box ! Posting again using my twitter a/c !)
It is such a honest post ! Glad checked in !
Well, for me, I guess the human heart is too strong to be broken. It would not see day or night, rain or sun, bliss or grief etc etc but keep on pumping the life inside.
The thing which breaks is the strand of confidence connecting your will and your heart ! We become so indulged in something with an ache or disappointment that we submerge ourselves neck deep and keep waiting for the waves of stress and confusion to keep slapping on our face.
Just the courage is required to be derived from the most simplest or unknown sources – and walk the talk of life and no more heart breaks!
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just simply beautiful…..
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