How to have a heartbreak

Girl, your heart is in the process of breaking.
Last night when you spoke to me, I heard the pain in your breaking voice as you told me,
"It just hurts so much."

I looked at you and said, "I know exactly how you feel," and meant it.
Truly, deeply meant it.
I may not be much older, but experience has made me wiser.

"But they say it's better to have love and lost, than to never have loved at all."
Yes and no.
It's true that you will never be the same
But you must first shatter.

Band aids are for scratches and cuts.
You however, you're being ripped from limb to limb.
Slowly Dismembered.
Falling apart.

So what are you doing?
Wrapping yourself in bandages with each tear?
Patching your wounds till they fester?
Until you become a Frankenstein-like creature?

I know I'm being harsh.
Believe me, I could have cried with you.
I know what it's like to be built up, then torn
Again
And again.

So just let yourself break,
Because here's the paradox:
Can you say you really loved if you don't feel the pain of loss?
Can you say he ever had a part of you, if you keep holding on to it?

So just let him have it.
Let him rip those parts out,
Don't be stingy, give him all of it.

Once you're left with a gaping hole,
Douse it in tears
Cauterize it with whatever fire is left in your soul
Stitch it up with with steel reinforcements.

And let the healing begin.