First Five Heartbreaks
My first heartbreak I heard through a wall in a southern California suburb, after my father the sailor retired, after we thought we’d settled down, after he discovered the alcoholic nurse in Bethesda was easy, and living with his family every day was hard.
Heartbreaks 2 through 4 were hormonal (a half-truth); I can’t remember their names (a lie); I never actually knew them (the truth).
Heartbreak 5 I brought on myself. I didn’t want to miss a thing.
You stand here, thumb in your belt loop, wearing doom like face paint.
I want to stop counting, right now.
Photo Credit: Rebecca
Jenna Scheiner
Heartbreak
My first heartbreak was expected. All i wanted was what any other 16 year old girls wants, to be noticed but unfortunately that desperation blinded me. After 5 months of never being taken on a date or taken for a ride or even a walk, later rather than sooner i found out the entire time he was cheating on me with multiple different girls. In that moment i blamed myself, feeling as if i wasn’t good enough and that i was the problem. Looking back I now realize that not every boy is boyfriend material and there is not anything i could have done to prevent that from happening.
Wisdom.
I loved this! List literature are one of my favorite!
Thank you so much!
Wonderful and fun to read. I did not think this vague. As in the last sentence- meaning “I keep doing this to myself, you think I would learn”
Thanks much!
Absolutely beautiful.
This is beautiful and well-said.
Thank you so much.
This is wonderfully witty. Although I don’t seem to fully understand what the fourth paragraph is trying to say; clarity is needed in that angle.
It’s slightly vague on purpose. Basically, the person standing there in front of the narrator is about to break their heart again.
This was incredible. It took my breath away.
Thank you! You’re too kind.
It’s really good but difficult as well.may be I lack that very quality to understand it easily.whatsoever it’s good.liked it very much.
It’s slightly vague on purpose. Basically, the person standing there in front of the narrator is about to break their heart again.
I’ve drafted ten different comments but none of them are good enough. I can’t stop looking at this – it’s the best thing I’ve read online in months. Thanks.
Thank you so much. You’re very kind!