The Vine’s beloved bad boy is back…
Although, we get a glimpse of his softer side in his latest work entitled ‘Hearts.’ Hopefully our audience will recognize this piece is more than jibber jabber about vital organs. Those that have experienced, will understand. Let CMS soften your pain, so take a seat and grab a tissue.
Hearts by C.M. Stassel
When you are forced to part with someone you love the pain is neverending. There is an initial pain that is excruciating, there is a dormant middle period that is numb, and then there is a delayed pain that is utterly agonizing – mentally, physically, and spiritually.
Tears will be shed, many of them, and there will be points where the World feels like it’s caving in on you, and then you will look to the sky, with tears streaming down your face, and scream with all the passion you have left, “Why?”
The answer to this simple question will never be revealed to you because, in all honesty, there is no answer – this is just how life works. There are sad moments and happy moments and strange moments and depressing moments, but you must remember that moments do not last – or else they would not be called moments.
These moments will pass, and you will soon begin to feel okay – you won’t feel great. But then more time will pass, and you will start to feel different, but also normal. It is a different normal than before because you are not the same person you once were. The pain will have taken you through things that you thought only happened to other people, much the same way that you think that rare diseases only infect other people. Now, that you’ve muddled through that pain, you will have changed, and your ‘normal’ will no longer be the same as it once was – neither better nor worse, simply different than before.
This change might have many people confused, and at times worried, but eventually something like this will happen to them and they will change, and they will understand.
The pit will no longer linger in your stomach, and your heart will not hang so heavily, your feet will not drag, nor will showering seem like such a chore, but I assure you with all the heart I have left that you will never stop loving that person – probably not with all your heart, but there will always be a piece designated for the love you once felt. Losing that person is sad, but losing that love is tragic.
So don’t be afraid to feel better, and don’t be afraid to feel sad, but never lose that feeling of love. Your heart should be torn and ripped by the time you’re old and wrinkled – it’s better that way.
That’s just my thinking on hearts.
Don’t get me started on livers.
