dear "broken hearted;"
to be honest,
your heart is in one. your complete, i promise. first "love" is normally
a term taken awfully wildly out of context. he may have been your first
kiss, or your first date, or simply the first guy to pay you mind. but
trust me when i say, HE IS NOT THE LAST. your not alone. much less, your never going to be alone.
in any way shape or form. you can get past this, and you can and will
move on. of course my dear, it will take longer than you hope for, and
probably longer than your friends want to hear about, but its gonna
happen. Its a terrible for it to seem like your never going to find that
feeling again, that feeling of being appreciated, cared about, liked, accepted, fearless. You let those feelings creep in, he didn't give them to you, pinky promise, if you dig deep enough you can find those feelings all on your own. Learn how to live without someone, before trying to let somebody else in. This
may be the last time, and it may be the first of many, either way I
know your strong enough to conquer any mountain, to step over any
obstacle.
You got this. Keep praying. Keep seeking.
I firmly believe that love will find you when the times right, so be patient my darling. Use the word very tenderly, make it the most cherished word in your vocabulary. Cherish it. "I love you" is no statement to be thrown around.
You got this. Keep praying. Keep seeking.
I firmly believe that love will find you when the times right, so be patient my darling. Use the word very tenderly, make it the most cherished word in your vocabulary. Cherish it. "I love you" is no statement to be thrown around.