I never knew what a broken heart felt like until today.

I never knew that by breaking someone else's heart, you could break your own.

I never knew that the pain would be like this, a dull ache inside your chest that twinges with so much guilt whenever you think about it.

I never knew so much.

But now I do.

I know now that when you hurt someone you care about you hurt yourself.

And I know now that when that person, that person so special to you tells you their hurt...it hurts even worse.

I know now that no matter what I do this feeling of absolute guilt is always going to be inside of me.

That it will never leave.

That it will never fade.

I might have broken his heart first.

But in the end, I broke mine as well.

Because in the end, his pain was mine, it was mine and nothing else.

I know now that a broken heart isn't something to take lightly.

That it isn't some joke or a sappy love song that you hear over the radio.

I now know the truth.

That a broken heart hurts.

That it makes you want to make everything better.

But you can't.

And it hurts.

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This isn't so much a HP story as it is mine. But I'm feeling exactly what this fic is telling you right now, and I needed somewhere to write it all down...so here you go.

Fanta-Faerie