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Few things in this world hurt like a broken heart. It's the blow that you never see coming:
Someone you love rejects you.
Somebody you've let into the deepest, most private corners of your heart says or does something to hurt you where you're most vulnerable.
Longtime friends turn their backs on you.

The broken heart is here to stay, as painful as it is.
It's part of being human, and it's a bitter reminder of how important our relationships are to us.
And that's the heart of the problem.
We're forming relationships with people,
who act cruelly,
sometimes make mistakes,
or just... go away.

Humans can be tough creatures.
Attack my pride and I grow thicker skin.
Attack my health and I can recover.

Is the solution to harden our hearts against relationships that might disappoint or hurt us, and avoid other people altogether?
Are we willing to throw out the joy that relationships can bring to avoid the possibility of pain down the road?
Can we find love that doesn't have strings attached?
Is it possible to experience love without the fear of loss and hurt,
without the fear that we'll be let down in the end?
So many questions, so little answers...

Imagine being rebuffed when you make your best attempts at reconciling a broken relationship.

If we've lived and loved long enough, we all know the pain of a broken relationship.
We also know the joy of reconciliation when that relationship is mended.
Unfortunately, loving someone well and trying to reconcile with them provides no guarantee they will welcome restoration.

As much as we can try to think of the best way of going about it and turning it around,
sometimes, the end results might not be what we favour.

I can't help but playing the lines over and over again (in my head):

"Girls are taught a lot of stuff growing up: if a boy punches you he likes you, never try to trim your own bangs, and someday you will meet a wonderful guy and get your very own happy ending. Every movie we see, every story we're told implores us to wait for it: the third act twist, the unexpected declaration of love, the exception to the rule.
But sometimes we're so focused on finding our happy ending we don't learn how to read the signs. How to tell the ones who want us from the ones who don't, the ones who will stay and the ones who will leave.
And maybe a happy ending doesn't include a guy, maybe it's you, on your own, picking up the pieces and starting over, freeing yourself up for something better in the future. maybe the happy ending is just moving on. or maybe the happy ending is this: knowing after all the unreturned phone calls and broken-hearts, through the blunders and misread signals, through all the pain and embarrassment... you never gave up hope."

That's what happy ending is all about, right? What matters most is YOU BEING HAPPY!

p/s: to my dearest sister, don't forget: YOU hold the KEY to your HAPPYNESS. i know you are strong, and you will make the wisest decision. we are here for you, ALWAYS!