When someone hurts you, all you can hear is your heart breaking and all you can feel is the unbearable pain. It feels like it's never going to end. You call bullshit when your friends tell you that it's going to be okay and that you will forget about him in time.

Time. Yeah. That damned thing (or so I thought). People keep saying time will heal your heart. But at that very moment, you're like, "No. I will forever feel this pain." Here's a good news for you. Time does heal wounds. I should know, I've proven it. And oh my God, I am sorry to everyone I acted out on when they kept telling me that I will be okay in time.

I have this ex-boyfriend. I loved him so much. When he decided that he didn't want to have anything to do with me anymore, I completely lost it. I remember hailing a cab not knowing where to go, I just felt like I had to go somewhere and then I would just find myself in his doorstep. I would knock for hours, fall asleep outside his door, beg the guards in the building to help me find his other condo unit, call him five hundred times and when he would finally pick up the phone, he would just ask me to go home because he didn't want to see me. And trust me, that's just the tip of the iceberg. I've done crazier things because I loved him so much. I swear I thought I would die when he said he didn't want to be with me.

Three years later, I saw him again. We were hanging out like we used to. We were talking about old friends, funny memories and our new lives. I was looking at the guy who shattered my heart in uncountable pieces, the guy who made me scared to not have walls around me all the time, the guy who told me he loved me but chose to leave me. I was with the guy who turned my world upside down and threw it off the other side of the galaxy... and I didn't feel pain or anger. It just felt normal. He kissed me, I didn't kiss him back because I didn't want to. He hugged me but I asked him to let go because it didn't feel right. He asked me if I missed him, I looked into his eyes and said no. I stopped loving him. And it stopped hurting.

I didn't really do anything to forget him. I just woke up one day and realized I already have. Three years ago, I wouldn't have thought that that day would come. But it did. God, it did.

Truth be told, someone broke my heart... again. You know what keeps me going? The fact that one day, no matter how unbelievable it is at this very moment, time will heal the pain and everything will be fine again.