The Hearbreak

He's laying in his bed, motionless, the only prove of him still alive are the small, shallow chest movements. He was staring at the ceiling like it would tell him what to do, what to think and how to heal. 
That was it, he came up with a conclusion. He left his heart with her. This is the only justification he could find. After what she had put him thro
ught, he was still faithful to his feelings. 
But how? How can the devil look so pretty in our eyes? How can a heart be faithful to its destroyer? What kind of monster is love? 
He grew into this, he let the pain harden his heart, but every time he tried to forget, her ghost followed him in his dreams, her words was glued to his mind, and her absence became unbearable. She took everything and left him in flames to eat him up alive.
Give him back his heart, he doesn't want to live a captive between the walls of fades memories, every thought of her reduces ages from his life, but what can he do? 
How can the the most soft and gentle feel on earth be that agonizing? How do we heal a broken heart? 
Years passed by, and the wound was still fresh and bleeding. They said time is the medicine, they said time will make it better, but what they couldn't see was the cut got deeper every day, and time lost its magic unfortunately. 
He got used to the pain, this heartbreak was the only thing he had of her, and he wouldn't let it go.
Many doors are open for him, why he keeps on closing them? Many hands are extended towards him, why he keeps on rejecting them? It seems like the whole world is trying to make him move on, but he keeps on reminiscing? 
How can a heart be faithful to its destroyer...