Hey there friends, I’m back. College has been pretty crazy this semester, and life has taught me a lot. In fact, I've learned so much within the past few months I couldn't even begin to explain to you all that I have learned in my classes. Each day I go to class, I feel as if I get one step closer to finally reaching my dream. Not going to lie, it is truly difficult to wake up for Math class every single morning, but I try to keep my vision in mind. But anyways, my point is that life has been alright and I have missed you all—my readers. I am thankful to have you all support me, or whomever is reading this, whether you’re just a guest, friend, mentor, or even just an acquaintance from long ago.
Today I don’t want to write about anything specific. I know I typically have topic posts, but I thought it would be a great idea to twist things a little. I thought it would be great to share something one of my friends shared with me the other day. It is something so powerful and something I could most certainly relate to. No matter where you are in life, I think this is a great read, but especially for those of you having a hard time letting go of someone or something in your life. It is more of an emotional statement about a past lover of hers, but she was more than happy to let me share it with you all. I hope you like or find meaning in her writing:
“Why does my heart still skip a beat every time I hear your name? It’s as if we are still somehow secretly intertwined. I keep having this hope that someday soon you will finally come back to me and apologize for what you have done and we can continue our lives. You made me happier than anyone ever had. Each time I try meeting another one, I compare them to you and I still haven't met anyone better to me than you. I don't know what to do anymore. I’m miserably alone and I cant control my feelings anymore. It's like a constant ring. I keep waiting for the moment when I finally log into my Facebook to see her. To see her sitting there next to you smiling into your eyes. To see you happy with her; and her with you. I wish I could be her for you. I wish there was some part of me that could make you happy….because if there was such thing as laying down my life for you, I truly would. I don’t know why I care so much about a guy that took my heart, crushed it, then spat it back in my face, but I really do. I wish he knew how much I felt. But I fear she's already there, and me saying something would only distract him from his true happiness. Sometimes I feel like a failure. Like I failed him in some ways. However, the truth is that he also failed me. No, its that we failed each other. But, for some damn odd reason, I cant stop hoping and it drives me nuts. I cant stop hoping for us to come back, for my heart to feel his again, for me to touch the virgin skin I touched once long ago. I just cant let go. Not yet. It's been several months and I still feel the heartbreak. I hope for us, but more than that, I just hope him to be happy with whomever he choses.” -Unknown
