You give your all and heart to someone and when its over all you have left is the broken pieces of your heart. I sympathize with those I saw talk about in the past and present what they were going thru at a time in there life such as this. Its literally like youre picking every piece that was broken piece by piece. Every moment you have to getting over it, is a piece being picked up and being repaired to your heart. Some days no movement will have been made in this repair. Like a car with a missing part that sits for months in your garage until you have the time to put work in for it. That’s what repairing and coming from a breakup is. Some of us are better heart surgeons and mechanics. So are good at rolling with the punches and staying alfoat. The car (you) being repaired after a figurative accident (breakup). And you’re the mechanic. You won’t always know what parts you need to fix. That’s where your introspective look into yourself comes from. “I see I shouldve done A, B, C okay got it”
You have the tools we just don’t use them always. Love, strength, faith, hope, peace, wisdom. I could go on about each one but I won’t. Its funny how it feels that after a breakup like you’ve been hit with a car right. I think that car that you feel is hitting you is just, life. We all get bad hands sometimes. I know I have. Right person, wrong time. Right place, bad time. Its happens that’s life. But don’t let your car and heart repairs linger for to long. You have the strength and knowledge that you’ve learned from to rebuild and make them stronger than they were before. God will give it to you. I hope this may helped someone out there who like me has done some repairs.