I don't understand. How is it that someone can tell you they love you, then rip your heart out the next day? How can someone break your heart, and you still love them? How is it that at one point in time, you think you love someone, and then you find out that you don't? These are the questions that run through my head. But what are the answers?

I may be young, and some say we don't know what love is yet, but I don't know. I think I do know what love is. I think I've felt it. I think I do feel it. It's unexplainable, the fluttering of the heart, the butterflies in your stomach, the continual thoughts of that one person. But when it's all over, what do you do next?

If you're like me, all you can do is cry for a while. You become depressed. Some may become suicidal. I cried myself to sleep two nights in a row, wishing I was dead all the while. I had a boyfriend. His name I will not mention. But one Tuesday he broke up with me. I cried for hours. It was through a text message. I wasn't angry, and I definitely wasn't happy. I was hurt. More than anything I wanted it to be a prank of some sort, a joke. But it never turned out that way.

But what if you still love the person who broke your heart? Almost every thought that goes through my head has something to do with him. I can't ever get him out of my head. He is all I ever think about, the only person I ever want to talk to. He does still talk to me, but only as a friend, which hurts worse than the break-up itself, but talking to him s worth it all.

And lastly, what do you do when every song you ever hear reminds you of that special someone? It always hurts, bringing back that raw memory. What can I do? Nearly every song that play on any radio station, any CD, any record is about love or relationships. It's so hard to forget. But what if you don't want to forget? What if you don't want to move on like people tell you to? What if you can't?

I usually look to my writing for comfort, but in times like this, all that I can ever come up with is depressing poems and heart-wrenching love stories. All I can do is get lost in my music and spend my time blogging or writing down my thoughts. It helps a little, but I don't know how long it will take for the pain to go away, if it ever does.