This is What Heartbreak Sounds Like
I’ll talk about heartbreak in a sec. First, if you want to see me at 17-years-old wearing braces, floral tights and a sleeveless, pink shirt dress while dancing the mashed potato, running man AND the Thriller dance all in one go, behold the clip on my Facebook page. My friend Tina Cox uploaded it last night. She and I met as teenagers on the same pom pon cheerleading squad in Illinois; the recording is from one of our competitions. (By the way, Tina still dances & now she makes good dance music; listen to it.)
Ah, memories. Watching my toothpick legs do high kicks zapped me back to ages ago. When I was a teenager, I thought I’d get married by 23 because that’s people around me were doing. I already knew I didn’t want to have children when I got older, but I thought I might possibly adopt because, again, everyone else had children in their family so I figured I’d have to have them in mine. Also, I truly thought I was going to marry my college boyfriend. Strange, no? At one time, I thought I’d marry the guy; if I met him now, I wouldn’t give him a second date. It’s interesting the “life” I thought I’d live vs. the one I chose to pursue. Things certainly haven’t always happened the planned. And, thankfully, most of the times that’s been a good thing.
Now, let’s talk about this “heartbreak” stuff. Reminder: If you live in New York, come to Borders Bookstore at Columbus Circle tomorrow at 7pm. I’m reading my contribution to Six-Word Memoirs on Love and Heartbreak. Basically, I’ll quickly sum up my views about love lost and then read my entry for the book. Other lovely people who contributed stories will share, too. So, you’ll hear the sound of anonymous hearts breaking and/or being united in love. Should be fun. Hmmm … I guess I’ll end today’s post by asking YOU the two short questions I’ll answer during my short story at Borders tomorrow: How would YOU define heartbreak? Men, women, tell us: What is it about having love and losing it that makes it (at the time) so painful and (later) memorable?
February 10th, 2009 at 3:53 pm
I’ve never had anyone break up with me, but I did like a girl who wasn’t interested. I would think, though, that I would define the idea of heartbreak as … a deep source of frustration. The part of you that loved that person or wanted them … will always feel cheated or … there will be a sense that you’ve wasted your time.
As for what makes it so “memorable”… probably the fact that the emotions were so strong (good and bad) that it’s embedded forever.
February 11th, 2009 at 12:17 pm
the one thing that one should never hear
is those sad and hurtful words
which simply put.. says please just disappear
to spend so much time
with the one,your first love
only to find out
soon too soon like a bolt from above
that to them you never mattered
and your heart tossed
your faith in yourself and others… lost
you ache for now
but soon you’ll be fine
until the next one comes to you
with that all consuming line
I love you….. I love you not….
lamesabassman….. may St. Valentine’s Day be kind to your mind….
February 11th, 2009 at 2:08 pm
Its 2 am
Your sitting on your couch.
Its pitch black
The only sounds are George Michaels ” listen without prejudice ” cd playing and the occasional sigh.
tears don’t make noise when they hit the carpet.
February 11th, 2009 at 3:38 pm
Heartbreak? It doesn’t make a noise. You’re sitting at your desk, not doing anything. Something new stabs you in the gut. “Oh,” you realize after a moment. “I haven’t eaten since yesterday morning.”
You don’t get up.
February 11th, 2009 at 3:38 pm
Also: my gym’s near there. So on the off-chance I do 100 tasks tonight and can spare the time, maybe I’ll swing by.
February 12th, 2009 at 1:29 am
what makes it memorable is that you can learn what you need in a relationship and what you need from the other person, as well as certain negative qualities that are future dealbreakers.
also, ideally you also learn from your own mistakes so you don’t fuck it up next time.
February 12th, 2009 at 2:32 am
dkzone….. you are on the money….
lamesabassman….. can’t touch that…..
September 29th, 2009 at 3:23 am
The sound of heartbreak is the sound just out of ears reach that can only be felt reverberating through out ones being.
The sound that plays every time you see the person who’s caused it in pain and realize you cannot do anything about it anymore.
The sound that you feel when you realize that smile you used to love to coax out of them is no longer for you.
The sound that exists to remind you of what was and will never be again.
There are other fish in the sea as the saying goes, but like snowflakes they are all different. That something special two people have once broken, can never be regained, never recreated in the same way.