My thoughts on Heartbreak, this process sucks @$$ Options

[KaRaoKe_sLut]

Process

Dreams. I am living in a perpetual state of dreams and fantasies. Now if there was only a way to materialize those images, those moments carefully crafted by my imagination. To turn what I want into reality. If only it was that easy. I wish it were. It seems like everything has a process. It seems that you can't get something without going through the process. Sex and relationships is a good example actually. Let's say somebody wants sex with a certain someone AND in addition to that they want a relationship. They can't do without building one over the other. Providing you can have sex for the pure sake of sex Of course you can't have sex before a relationship and still expect it to work out the same way as if you built it the other way around. See process. Everything has a process and sometimes, I wish some of the processes weren't so long.

Like heartbreak. Heartbreak sucks a$$. Really. But once again, there is a process to that too. First it's raw....like an open wound....easily ripped open and made fresh by any kind of memory or something that inspires a memory. Then there is hatred/anger. Whatever you want to call it. Anger fueled by deepest betrayal. And by betrayal that doesn't necessarily mean cheating. No betrayal can be applied to the simple fact of you were promised something by somebody, and they broke it. They betrayed you by simply being unfaithful to the foundations they laid in the beginning. Then after you're finished being angry, you mourn. Mourn for times that were so sweet, mourn for the emotions and scars left behind, born of bitter moments. Mourn for every dream you had that was burned into bitter blackness. Mourn for the void that now fills the place where love used to live. And then of course....you get over it. But it's never really over, especially if you loved them very much. Because there's always the remorse you feel, for something broken that could not be fixed. Even if there was nothing you could do about it. Eventually it begins to move further and further back, until you can laugh about almost any memory that once brought you tears. And then you forget about it so much that you can't imagine it being any other way. You give up hope....you simply do not care anymore. And the mention of a name or a memory come back to haunt, doesn't inspire anything more than just that, a thought, a memory, a name.

But you see what I mean by process.....why can't we speed things up? Why can't we get from point A) this is not good for me... to point B) this guy/girl is a total a**hole. can't we just skip all the inbetween? seriously.