I am not saying I am happy about this feeling because trust me I am not. I feel all the pain imaginable on this planet. I feel like a vital organ has been ripped out of my body and there is nothing that remains there but emptiness. I feel like my soul has been slashed by a sword and that it is going to take a lot of endurance from my side to stitch it back together.
Now I know what the tin-man in Wizard of Oz actually felt- living without a heart is terrible. I could perhaps survive without a brain or even survive living like a coward. But how do I just live without a heart?
So this is what it feels like not to be in love anymore..
This is what vacuum really is...