My First Broken Heart

The night totally turned dark when I saw him standing in front of the church smiling over a pretty girl. Tears kept falling down my face. I could not breathe, I could not move. I just watched them as they walked holding each other's hands.

I was so thankful to have friends on my side on this very painful moment of my life. They kept me company, listened to my outbursts, gave me sound advice and reminded me of my self-worth. They did not allow me to drown in self-pity. Without them, I would never know how to deal with my pain.



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