Brain vs Heart vs soul, Who to choose? [Short Relatable story for every girl]

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“Did he lie about loving her?” The soul whispered to the heart.
Maybe he didn’t mean it as much as we thought he did” The heart, one of her three best friends whispered back.
Almost like it was a slap in her face, the girl sucked air in and held the arm chair tighter.
Why? Why did he not love me the same?
“The matter of the fact is that he didn’t love you as much as He thought he did” Stated the brain. Fresh lime juice over a burnt wound.
Maybe he did love you Naomi, but he….fell out?” the soul reasoned. She looked up at the ceiling and pursed her lips. The soul immediately knew it shouldn’t have said that.
Fell out? That was the worst possibility of them all. It would mean that he did love her at a point and then…didn’t. What did she do wrong? How did he just fall out so easily? Their relationship was so strong a moment ago but now it doesn’t exist. What?
“Why did he fall out of love? I mean he stuck around through worse times than this and it was a simple argument, right? Maybe he didn’t ever love me to begin with” Naomi finally added to the conversation.
“You are right, I agree! I think he just acted the whole way, never really loved” Spat out the heart in vengeance. It was hurt and needed someone to else to be hurt with it. Naomi was an easy target.
Out of all the possibilities presented this one was the most acceptable one. Though it hurt quite the same, if not more. Maybe he never loved her.

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The Angel That Found Her (Break up)

She lay there on the ground broken to bits with the darkness hugging her, the pieces of her heart lay scattered on the floor all around her. She looked around helplessly and tried fixing the broken pieces but ended up making it even worse.

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Nothing seemed to be working. Nothing could be fixed she thought. She covered her face with her hands and broke down. Her shoulders were shivering and her whimpers were audible but there was no human to hear them there. She was all alone, or so she thought.

When she looked up again she saw an angel sitting there carelessly but sporting a  worried expression. The winged lady asked her to cry more ,so the little girl did.

The angel preached that the tears always healed the wounds of the heart but the girl couldn’t explain how tired she was of crying for him so she just didn’t say anything in return.

But It was as if the angel could read her thoughts so she changed the topic throwing the girl off hand, she asked

“Why do you keep chasing his memories around in circles?”

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