When we are born into this world we are unaffected souls thrown into the chaos of existing in a world that will continue to challenge, to defy us, and to leave us heartbroken. With this thought in mind, it warrants me to question how long is too long to grieve for those we've lost? A broken heart prompts the uphill battle of slowly, but surely piecing oneself back together although are those wasted days of heartbreak, in turn, what ultimately save us?
It comes at the loss of a love that one must struggle through and be reborn into someone not better, maybe different, but most importantly someone that knows and has experienced love lost.
