THE CHRONICLES OF A HEARTBREAK: "hope as ammunition"

Photographer: ME

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Model: Laura Andrighetti

Having hope is one of the most beautiful abilities in life. The trick to it, is giving up on hope in certain situations, or else it just becomes a pointless war.

You have been fighting a battle that has already been lost. Alliances were formed before you even entered the war. Knowing all of this, your heart convinces you to keep fighting. That if you love something that much and want it so bad, you have to hold onto it until your final breath.

Inexperienced to these war tactics, you had allowed yourself to be oblivious and blinded by love, skewing your perception of reality. You knew the truth, you felt it pierce though your heart time and time again, but your mind refused to acknowledge the large cavities in your chest. Instead, you fought back even harder, loved even harder; loving with every ounce of your soul, loving innocently and purely. You had suffered too many casualties but yet continued to give your trust unconditionally; hoping that this would win your war… but only left you naked and vulnerable in the middle of the battlefield. It was finally time to wave that white flag.

Even after the battle, you still deal from post-traumatic heartbreak syndrome. In your head... You had planted beautiful dreams, as they had planted beautiful lies; like land minds. As you are walking through these memories, the bombs continue to go off, you continue to suffer. You were ill equipped for this war, hope was never enough ammunition and still not at the end.