I thought that having a broken heart was terrible. It is. Being in pain, suffering, feeling lost and unlove.
But I realized that even though It was the darkest moment, it's precisely hard to walk into the sun, being sure the sunlight will burn your eyes more than any day.
That takes guts.
So I am proud for trying. Even though sheepishly, I am still out in the sun.
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