What was it like for you?

Did it hurt too much for you? Did it cause you too much pain? Was there a burning in your heart? And a churning in your stomach? Was it hard for you to breathe? Was it difficult for you to understand? Was it confusing, surprising, unreal, deceiving, hurtful, evil, deathly, or excruciating for you? I want to know just how it felt for you. Were the scars deep and insightful? Was the meaning clear and precise but the process unclear? Did it feel like thousands and thousands of tiny knives were being carved in to the depths of your heart as you felt the trickle of lost love seep out and through your fingers? What was it like For You? - It must have be so dramatic, and stressful. I bet it was, wasn't it? I'm sorry. I'm sorry you went through that. I suppose it hurt the pit of your very being, the core of your soul. I bet it bruised every part of your body and made every bone ache. Is that what it did? Tell me, because I'd like to know.
Because that's how it was for me. That's how it's been. That's it. That's all. Just those small words to describe an immense pain that can't be taken away.

* I realize that this isn't a poem - I just needed to vent, and I had no where else to go. *