How "the one" turned to someone I used to know.I read somewhere that to be very happy is to have experienced much sadness. Love awakens so many senses you didn’t realize exist until you experience them first hand. Unfortunately, everything has an end and love is no different.
Being a basic “white girl”, my friends and I discuss boys, relationships and ex’s on the regular and I have said to a few of my girlfriends who have never been in a long term relationship that they are lucky. Meaning they haven’t had to experience the gut wrenching knot in their stomach for days; a feeling I didn’t know was possible to endure over another human being. As I’ve matured, (barely) 18 was so young to think I had my life all planned out with him. Life happens, people change and forever and always dies. The pinnacle of our relationship happened when so many tragic events were taking place, so I had the comfort of him to confine in, cry with, but also laugh and create memories that would heal the hurt around me. It truly is bliss to be loved. As I sit in my bed writing this, a visual slideshow of moments between us two flashes in my mind. I never imagined someone would desire me the way he did. As the months turned into years, I found myself drawing a blank at the thought of being without my partner. What is life and happiness without him? Did we share true love because if so, then why was it falling apart? Well, I soon found out. Coming to terms that the person I loved was no longer the person I love was a frightening concept. My heart didn’t want this to ever happen but more often than not, love fizzles out and that’s enough to mangle between two individuals. You don’t need to ever get over your ex, but you do need to move on. Let me just say, I live in a small town and this read could easily get in his hands and if it does I don’t want him to think I am being malicious in any way. Breakups suck, but I believe they are a staple to the growth of every young woman. Moving on and becoming strangers again wasn’t easy, but as I look back at the good and bad moments they deemed to be vital, therefore I am thankful. Our memories together still fill my heart but then quickly leave me when I remember that time has passed and reality kicks in. I feel sad. I feel alone, but I smile because I will one day get to experience this kind of love all over again. Don’t forget that just because your first love is no longer a part of your life, does NOT mean that any love isn’t a part of your life. Don’t restrict the possibilities out there; someone is waiting for your love.
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