Gluing back the pieces

Gluing back the pieces when life falls apart is never easy. It's a painful, messy mess that leaves you chipped, cracked and broken. Even if you are successful gluing it back together, it's never ever gonna be the same. While supposedly these cracks or chips add character, it isn't always welcome.

Of all the pieces that are hardest to put back together, it's a broken heart. Mistakes at work, it's simple, just do a better job. Arguments with friends, flared tempers and petty "tampuhans", an apology and the renewed respect for the value of the friendship is the cure. With embarassments, some time, some tequila, a few laughs: it's all better. But a broken heart...no amount of superglue or even duct tape can really put it back together again.

In an episode of Sex and the City, Carrie ended by saying “No matter who broke your heart or how long it takes to heal, you'll never get through it without your friends”. I guess Carrie's right, you can't get through it without your friends. Without them, who'll help you put the piece in the right place, or carefully pinch the tube of glue with out getting you more messed up?

But what do you do when your friends get sick of it, or worse, don’t get that despite the passage of time and sincere efforts you put into putting back the pieces of your once perfectly managed life you're not okay? It's as if no matter how much glue I use, it's never enough to put me back together again...especially when all you want to do is to say how much I miss him.

So what do you do when as pathetic as it is, the only glue that I can't think of right now is him?