Last night, as I lay on this hotel bed in Flamingo Hotel, the lines of Drew Barrymore in the movie the Perfect Catch reverberated, “You broke my heart.”
Officially, after several years, I felt it again. I AM BROKENHEARTED.
The feeling is the same, PAINFUL. But the way to handle it is different. I am keeping it to myself, only sharing to a few good friends. I am acting cool about it, but deep inside, I am a mess.
I have no choice. I just have to bear it.