Sometimes you have to imagine the stars- sometimes you can't see what's really there

Breaks ups are hard. They're hard because you don't know who you are anymore, because you lose a best friend, because your view of the world suddenly seems different and darker than last time you left it and because they are made of a kind of pain and shadow you feel might never end.

We wear them like hats that cling and stop us from being able to gaze up any longer.  They keep our faces looking down and our eyes on the soil content to sink into the ground our feet so numbly tread. The hats are all different, some facinators with dark slick feathers, some paper boy caps of old checked wool, others the elegant dark mafia style and the scariest of them all the simple baseball cap which only masquerades as the easiest to remove. We wear them all, and many more through our life- like a never ending morbid Mad Hatter's tea party. We sit content to stare into our coffee cup until it's the next persons turn to hide in the shade. And then we finally have the chance to look up at the sun. The sun that felt so far away for so long.

But we really do have to remember that eventually, we'll find one, or two or maybe if we're lucky a few more loves who will embrace us and encourage us look at the sun with them for a little longer than normal. And that's really what we have to remember.

The warm sunshine beating down, the magnificent, never fading sparkle and that slightly warm tingle that make us glow. It will always come again. Because at the end of the day, as long as you believe that you deserve to stand in the sun- then all that staring down in the dark will be all you need to enjoy every second when you find yourself looking into the light again.