Believe it or not, it is possible for the heart of someone like me to break. Granted, I wish someone would have told ME that one, but I found out the hard way. In a way, I was just to stupid to realize that what she meant was what I realized tonight...though in another way I wish she would have not been vague.

What does it mean when someone stops being in love....I mean...not about them....but about the other person? I am still in love. And my love is deep, and passionate and....now, meaningless. Now I have nothing; no reason, no point. I'm strong, but this has just finally broken me. Indeed, the only things left for me to do is engross myself in work and music in the hopes that I can find some good from this loss in my life. I have lost the greatest single thing there is to lose for a person: their love.

I don't know what this means...what the purpose of typing this out for FA to see; maybe it is simple self-therapy. Perhaps it is a cry for help, or just looking for someone to sympathize. Whatever the case may be, my grammar is going to hell in this particular journal entry. =_=