You know if it hurts like hell, it is real 😑

Too often, it so happens that, the one who you love the most, ends up hurting you unimaginably. And no matter how much ever you try to ignore it, the feeling becomes inevitable, and the hurt just grows. And while you are just trying to comprehend what went wrong, everything else seems to fall apart. The feeling is like the sand slipping by your fist, and the worst part arrives, when you realise that the more you clench your fist, the more it escapes your clutches. And you just stare at your life fall apart, for with every defeat, your heart breaks a little. Of course, you don't portray your pain, but your eyes convey it all. And somewhere within you, you begin to regret being loyal, honest and most importantly, dedicated.
However, at the same time, there's a part of you, which narrates how every single time you broke down, and yet, felt alive in that moment. The pain reminds you of the scars which narrate how every other time you felt like you wouldn't survive, but did. The hurt pulls you back to the reality. It tells that life isn't only about the roses, but also it's thorns. It brings about an unexpected yet inevitable change in you, and you feel even more drawn towards the reality. It teaches you to accept things the way they are, and tells you, how your fascination remains indifferent to the truth. The pain humbles you down; for if you feel that you are the highest mountain which has ever existed, you often forget the infinitely vast sky. And most importantly, the pain and the suffering instills the urge to find love in yourself; for the reality demands self-love.❤😑