When a heart breaks

To you sweet girl,
I know your heart is broken. It's not fair. It's not supposed to be like this. You and I both know that. You don't sit around planning scars like this. This will be the moment that you cry about when you've had a long day and you are PMSing and you're just looking for a reason to cry. You'll look back at this moment and think dagnabit I deserve to cry. It'll be awesome because you'll get away with that for at least 6 months before your best friends start telling you to stop. You'll think that it's never hurt this bad for anyone else and the truth will be that you're right because every heart breaks differently and hurts weren't made to be compared. This is your hurt and you are allowed to own it. Suddenly Taylor Swift will sound like a genius and tattoos will cover your Pinterest. I've been there.
But hear me on this..
Don't waste these days. Cry. Sing. Make some dumb mistake that you'll laugh about. Tie dye your brains out. Paint a piano pink. Cling to those that are clinging to you... Because that's what love does, it clings. Pray a lot. Read your Bible. Like really read it. Realize that "Jesus wept" and use that as proof that weeping isn't a sin. Go to the places that make you happy. Go home. Let yourself sit in this moment. It's okay to hurt. You won't stay there. Use this as an excuse at every chance you get. This is the best excuse you'll ever have to find yourself. This is your excuse to find out what you are made of. You are about to have some of your best ideas and some of your worst ideas. Be selfish. Quit your job, paint your room, dye your hair black, get a dog, just do something. Get out of bed and run or just stay in bed because Netflix is awesome. Find out what it means to be yourself. If your friends call you should answer... Or don't answer because your real friends will understand that just that same.
At the end of this you will be different. We were never meant to stay the same.

Above all else know that there is still so much love to be had. There is a good God that loves you and is content to hold your hand in this moment. He is living this with you. You're not alone. You're going to be okay.

Love,
The girl with the spite tattoo