Heartbreak.

Heartbreak.
The most depressing and painful thing you will ever experience.
Ever.

As soon as it happens,
your heart drops into your stomach.
And feels as though it's going to
explode
up into your mouth.

It's the horrible feeling of an empty black hole,
sitting in your chest,
the place where your heart should lie.
Waiting to consume you.
Waiting to finally destroy you.

A gnawing feeling that tells you,
you will
never
love
again.

A fragile heart that's
shattered
into dozens of millions of pieces.

It may change a person.
Forever.

Eventually, your heart will reappear.
Scarred.
Bruised.
Broken.
So you wear it on your sleeve.

And
never
trust love again.