The only way for us to be stronger is to know what it feels like to be weak.
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Updated 8 years ago,June 15, 2017
This is for the broken hearts.
The hearts that were only meant to love but instead were broken in return.
Genessa Panainte
The cold bed sheets and wet pillowcases.
The waning moonlight by the window and the stars that were once witnesses to their once great love stories.
This letter is for you.
Genessa Panainte
This is for all of us.
Lets keep our faith.
That is why you have to do your part; you have to begin somewhere.
You have to start fixing yourself sometime.
And that time is soon.
Begin even if theres still pain.
Begin even if theres still fear.
Begin with accepting and forgiving, even if the person you have to forgive is yourself.
Begin with all the strength you have; begin even if your hands shake and your voice trembles.
After all, this is what all of us should learn: we need the heartbreaks.
We need the heartbreaks in order for us to survive.
We need to be lied onto because thats just the way they are.
And it is not our fault.
It is never our fault.
And maybe, just maybe, it is also not theirs.
Because the more we put the blame on someone else, the more reasons for us to despise them.
Perhaps the moment we fully understand this is the moment we set ourselves free.
Its alright to cry.
Its alright to hurt.
Whats not good is drowning ourselves in tears.
Let us stop blaming ourselves.
Let us even stop blaming the people that hurt us.
Because this other cliche about loving ourselves first before being loved by others?
You are your own universe.
Remember that while some people hate rainy days, other people wait weeks or even months for them.
And that is you: you are a rainy day, sometimes mixed with thunder and raging winds.
Someone who will see you in a different light.
Someone who will heal the storm inside you and bring out the calmness your heart deserves.
Just keep yourself busy loving the life you live.
Live as if youve never loved before.
Live and try not to look back.
