I shut the door behind me.
Turned back around to lock it.
I crawl into bed.
And, pull the covers over my head.
The tears begin to pour.
My pillow is soaked after only a few moments.
It's just another heartbreak.
I should be used to the pain by now.
But, the pain gets worse as each tear drop falls.
I cry for at least an hour.
Finally, I climb out of bed and walk to my stereo.
I press the power button and flip through the stations.
The sounds of a country station fills the emptiness of my room.
Lyrics are sung softly to the gentle background music.
This is just the song I needed.
Every single word means something different to me.
I begin to sing along.
And, before I know it, the song has ended.
The radio keeps playing while I stand there looking at my reflection.
I have a smile on my face.
I tell myself that I'll be okay as long as the radio keeps playing.
Something as simple as music can mend my broken heart.
