Sometimes when you are in the rough of it, you may feel that you will never love again. Know that in time your broken heart will heal. There is no magic pill for a quick fix, we must simply take the steps necessary to allow the pain to flow. If only we could have love without the aches. That would be a selfish request given all the joy we once felt. It must be balanced with a form of loss, rather a grieving of sorts.
It has been almost 2 ½ years since I gave up on my greatest love. I have to admit despite being the one to walk away it has taken me ages to process it all. These days I think of him less and less and the sadness of our ending fades as well. I loved him once, oh so much that I would run to the door when I heard his footsteps. I would lunge into his arms and hold him dear. Memories as those make me smile. To love someone is never a waste of time.
These days I think of love constantly, debating whether I want it or not to enter. Though instead of dwelling I carry along my merry way, unloading and loading on new projects that stir my spirit. I will keep running and molding this life into a favorite ingredient. I am a hopeful romantic and am not in a rush for I know that the right love always finds its way to an open heart.