**Delilah**

I feel like my world's collapsing around me in slow- motion and I watch every second slip away, like a glass shattering into millions of tiny pieces as it falls to the ground. And my body becomes paralysed, to avoid stepping in the glass.

My heart is the glass, and my mind is being paralysed, too afraid to let go of Blake and to afraid of letting go the memorises I know will haunt me forever.

If I let go , I'll be at peace and ready to move on. But I'm no nowhere near ready to let go of something that is worth holding on to.

If I hold on, I'll drown in my sorrow and life in a black and white world. With no colour, no freedom, no love. And insolate myself from the world, and everyone around.

To be honest I don't even know how to feel. That feeling when you don't even know what you feeling. Of course I feel crushed and stripped away from all hope. But everything happened in a slit second, all I remember I was happy. And the next, I'm drowning in a ocean of my own tears.

But I suppose that's what heart break is all about. Heartbreak is a term used to describe crushing grief, anguish, and distress, often due to the pain and strains of love.

After love, life's filled with pain.  But inorder to feel the love, you have to feel the pain.

The pain is there for you to get back up, rebuild your courage, strengthen your walls, and try again. But the pain is also strong enough to push you further down, if you let it.

I wish I could just wake with amnesia, and forgot the face of the man I love. Even if he broke my heart. He gave me the chance to experience love at it's finest.

It's been a week since I've locked myself in my room and have beening crying oceans. To the point where salt water no longer travels down my face. I'm afraid I've run up on tears.

Right now I have so many mixed emotions. I'm angry, heart broken, devastated to the point where I am so exhausted of feeling pain.

I am so angry at myself for even thinking that such a successful man can ever fall inlove with someone as average as me.

I stare into the mirror and almost don't even recognise myself. My brown hair travelling in every direction, my brown eyes now narrow from the salty tears and blood shot red. I feel like I can stuff some money in my eyebags.

I feel sick to my stomach that I gave so much love to one person and all they do is leave me behind without a explain.

But it this generation we live in, it's normal for a girl to be left behind without any explanations. So what makes me any different?

I feel so angry at myself for letting Blake so quickly into my heart. And the heart are wild creatures, that's why our ribs act as cages.

Our body works in mysterious ways. We don't choose who we fall for. So it either works out or not. But being a girl, we follow the footsteps of fairytales and grow up thinking we're all princesses bound to one-day meet our Prince Charmings.  But in the end, we grow-up to face reality.

Which smacks us with the truth leaving behind no instructions, on how to survive in this world.

But inorder to love someone else, you have to learn to love yourself. I was the nàive girl willing to fall for anyone because I was heartbroken before and all I wanted was an escape and experience something new.

Now that I think about it. Not every heartbreak is the same. It depends on how much you really value that person. But unfortunately for me...

This one crushed me.

I loved Blake so much it hurts to even say his name. Or to even think of his name without fearing of breaking down at any random time throughout the day.

Dry exhausted tears sprinkle down my face as I think about how loved me made me feel. But I now I feel like he's taken his love with him, and I am left with nothing but emptiness.

It's been a week since I just layed in bed hugging my crying pillow, which is soaking wet from the tears, as I hold the moon necklace tightly in my hand.

I stare at the diamond ring on my finger and break down all over again.
Having your heartbroken sucks so much....I wouldn't even wish it upon my worst enemy.

I'm just a girl.

I love being called pretty, but I'll never believe it.

I'm not always right, but hate admitting I'm wrong.

I'm almost always smiling, but it's not always real.

I can be read like an open book, but hide so much.

I work hard at things, but don't always get what I deserve.

Part of me believed he was doing this for a reason. I can feel it. But part of me believes that he actually moved on. And part of me feels like this is all just a game, and I didn't know the rules.

Love never dies, but it can kill you.

I splatter my face with water and open my closest, and my heart pains as I spot one of Blake's hoodies. Slowly I feel the material between my fingers, hold it in my hands  before putting it on.

The smell of expensive cologne fills my nostal smelling like him, and I bite lip to prevent tears from flooding my face for the hundredth time today.

Quickly I slip on a pair of shorts and some sneakers and walk into the kitchen. The fresh smell of brownies fill the house and my stomach rumbles, reminding me I've never eaten for what feels like forever. A plate of brownies sit on the counter and a neatly written note catches my eye.

I made some brownies this morning hoping that you'll eventually come out of your room to eat something.
P.s I know you can't resist them.
I love you sweetheart♡

I smile reading the letter knowing it's from gran and it feels good to smile again for the first time in a week.

And yes she was right, I couldn't resist them so I grab three, stuffing them in my mouth as I walk to the beach for a little fresh air.

The soft smooth sand melts between my toes with every step I take. Dipping one toe into the water, my foot freezes but I drop my foot in anyway.

The cold water numbs my feet in seconds but I refuse to move an iche, since I got used to the numbing sensation...so did my heart.

Couples walking around the beach late at night, with intwined fingers as they stare up into the dark sky admiring the full moon, shining brightly lighting up the sky.

But all I see is a big black circle resembling the giant hole pierced in my heart.

"I knew I would find you here", a familiar voice says behind me and my head snaps to the back and I stare into his eyes.

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**[A/N]**

Ha ha (evil laugh) So who do you think the familiar voice belongs to?😏

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