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
