A life full of sadness

It's amazing how everything goes on, even though it seems your life has come to a dead stop. The birds still sing, the sun still rises in the East and sets in the West, the seasons still come and go and the rain still falls. The people still hurry by, not giving anything a second glance or thought. Your world crashes to the ground, but everyone else's still goes on. WHY? Why does it seem that yours is the only heart that skips a beat before it finally shatters into small pieces. Everyone says it gets easier with time and to only focus on the good memories. But how can you only focus on the good memories and not remember the bad ones as well. The good memories are the ones you think about to get yourself through the day, but as soon as you close your eyes, all the bad memories that are floating around in your sub-concious, become your nightmares. No matter how much you cry out or say I yield, it becomes a relentless episode of nightmare after nightmare. It's still amazing how a glimpse of a face or a voice in the crowd can cause my heart to skip another beat and shatter in the same way it did the time before. It seems crazy that something so small can reduce me to nothing more then a sobbing child. Not only a voice or a face, but even a song. Wow, the list seems endless. It may even be a laugh or a joke told, even the sound of a heartbeat takes you back to when you hugged you so tight, that you could heart the soft, rhythmic sound of the beat of your heart. Or possibly the memory that comes flooding back is of the football game he was watching, when you crawled up in his arms to watch the game, but instead you start to fall asleep and right before you're completely out, he whispers in your ear, " I Love You, " and you whisper back, " I Love You Too." How can anyone say focus only on the good memories, it seem to me that it's only a reminder of what you had, but will never have again.