Recently I've been helping Sarah with the problems she's having with her boyfriend. Seeing her hurt and cry is like God making me watch myself cry and hurt over my girl. It's awful to watch. But I'm there for her. What are best friends for? I looked at Sarah and told her the following:
"It hurts doesn't it? Like someone is taking a thousand knives and stabbing them in you all at one time, right? I know how your feeling. Feeling like everything you lived for is being taken from you, all out of mid-air, and there is nothing you can do but try and put out all the love you have inside of you. I see you beating your head against the wall because you love this boy so much. You find yourself saying "Why? Why is this happening?" Start living for you. Be happy for you. If he wants to be a part of it, thats great. If he doesn't, then he doesn't love you with all his heart to begin with."
Helping her has been helping me. I listen to what is coming out of my mouth and apply it to my ownself. Where mine and Sarah's situations are completely different, I take bits and pieces.
Heartache and heartbreak are both universal. To see her torn up is like watching myself. Having my heart broken has had the hugest tole on me. Honestly, it has. God help anyone who will or has delt with it. If you pray to God, he gives you strength.
from that dancer guy to you,
Tony
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