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A Not So Perfect Love Story

Hey Ya'll! Welcome to Day 2 of Diamonds , Pearls and Problems. So today I wanted to talk about the topic most of us address as being mushy, everlasting , and always perfect. Yeah, I'm talking about love, the kind when you meet someone and really like them kind of love. The I fall on my face every time I see you type of love. Whether you are dating someone currently or a single Pringle like myself,  everyone at some point has a "crush". This was the case for me about a year ago, maybe longer. We had talked and as I saw it , became close. It felt like all was right with the world, like sunshine and unicorns. Then I chose to step up and tell him how I felt. (Takes deep breath) I hadent really known him a lot, only from the conversations we would have over message, but still, I went for it. I poured out my whole entire being and basically every single cheesy line I could think of. I anticipated what he would say. In our messages, we would have the casual "Hey, how was you're day" and the semi- flirty arguments like "You're so terrible" which would be complemented with a winky face. As I said, I hadent really known him in person as much as we met over text. But I knew I liked him. So you know how the story goes, you tell the person you like how you feel and then ride off into the sunset on a shining white horse. Yeah, I wish that's how it worked. It's not  that easy. As I wrote what seemed like an essay long of my feelings to him, I hit send. I was so anxious as to what he would respond. Finally, a message came back. I felt my heart skip a few beats like an off beat Micheal Jackson song and then I began to read. If I'm being honest and open, I've never felt my heart sink as much as it did. He had said he thought we were only "friends" Why JUST friends ?! Relatable ?. I mean it's easy to say you can just move on to someone else but frankly it's not. I still to this day, think about him. His birthday is today and part of me wants to send him well wishes while the other part is screaming with anger still. He acted like he had feelings and then boom! He dident ? Wow, that's one way to throw a girl off. We don't text anymore because he is seeing someone else, who he seems to be happy with. I am glad for him in that sense but the hurt is still very much present. He might never know how much it actually hurt and chances are he won't. Nevertheless, throughout the past year I've had time to think about it. I can consistently dwell on never having a relationship with him or give it to God and just let go of it. Heaven knows, it's tough to do. I have so called "forgiven" him but in no way does that erase the pain. I was able to somewhat move on. There is still times I would swear I see him in three different places, three totally different people. I am slowly healing from it all but it definitely shows not all love stories are perfect, none of them are, with someone or wishing to be with someone. Choosing to forgive is tough, but ultimately helps the healing process. You're love story may not be perfect, but it's you'res. No one else has it. It's special and unique to you, through the ups, and downs.
- A


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