It’s about remembering you were okay before.
“Go to museums. Realise, other things have history too.”
“Write. Use every metaphor in your library until you start using the same one over and over because there is only so many ways you can describe being destroyed.”
Read. Learn about the experiences of others, and take comfort in the fact that maybe, you aren’t the only one hurting.
Listen, to sad songs in languages you can’t understand because above that, pain is a universal language.
The way to a man’s heart is through his stomach. That way, he will never go hungry, maybe just distant.
Every sad poem has an ending that gives closure, that reassures you that things are okay, or that this too will pass. The post doesn’t, because I think sometimes, heartbreak just lingers, and becomes another part of you.