Broken Hearts

One day, just like that, you were gone, and before I knew it I couldn't even recognize myself anymore. I couldn't imagine how someone I had given so much to and someone I had cared so much about, and who had cared so much about me could leave just like that. Day after day it was a string of waking up and losing you all over again, telling my friends I was fine one second and crying to them the next. I didn't understand, I'd be perfectly fine and then I would suddenly feel so sad, so heartbroken, and so weak. Weak because I let you make me feel this way and I shouldn't have, but the second I started thinking I was okay, I saw you again. We talked, I cried, you left, I died inside. Seeing you every day makes my heart sink, but I don't deserve it. Realizing that took me longer than I'd...

Yes we've all had our hearts broken and we'd never survive it. But as we grow-up we learn it's a part of life and that it's bound to happen many times. And we sometimes even grow from it. As a parent our children even break our hearts by simply not making good choices and maybe not having the life we wanted them to have. But we get do get over and we love them and continue to help them. And the heart heals... But you truly do have a broken heart when you loose a love one especially a child. I can honestly say November 13, 2015 my heart was broken and a piece was lost forever when I got the phone call my 23 year old son was in a car accident with his friend. Never in a million years did I think I would ever loose one of my children before me. I know people die everyday and I've lost...

I have become second choice- and that’s on a good day. When big moments happen in our lives, we would always, ALWAYS turn to each other. I still turn to you without hesitation, while you turn to him- and later update me if it’s convenient for you. I have no doubt that you will be engaged within the next year, and good for you. I will probably spend a chunk of my 20’s single figuring out my career and myself as a person. I know deep down that this letter comes down to the fact that I miss you, I miss what we had, and yet I still love what we do still have to this very day. I hope we are college roommates…but I fear for your need to be with this boy 24/7. You always tell me that you hold a leash, and quite frankly it’s not funny and it’s a bit disturbing. Honestly, I’m not sure...

It's funny to think it's been two years since I met you, a little over 3 months since I've spoken to you and not a day goes by where you're not on my mind. Looking at you for the first time was nothing like I'd experienced before, as cliché as it sounds. I never quite believed that there was such a thing as being emotionally and physically drawn to someone the moment you lay eyes on them. But it happened. With you. The second our eyes met, I honestly knew with every fiber of my being that you would be my greatest downfall. Your long curly hair, deep brown eyes and your signature smirk that all the girls before me had fallen for. Damn, was I gone for. I always wondered if the attraction was purely one-sided or if I read the signs wrong. I completely ignored the fact that you had...