les4love's Journal

...that no matter who it is, what they mean to you, what you give them...Its all worth it, because you never walk away with nothing.

A girl came into my life fairly recently, about two months ago, and i fell for her instantly. She was smart, funny, she wasnt afraid to take control of situations (such a turn on lol)...She had so many good traits that I overlooked a really terrible factor. She was moving away in six weeks and we had no future.

I ended up giving a HUGE part of my heart to this girl, and, as was expected, she moved six weeks after we met. Normally when a relationship ends everything is supposed to fall back into place and slowly but surely return to normal. Well...Needless to say, it didnt. She took that HUGE chunk of my heart with her and I never heard from her again...

I was a complete mess for a while, I became withdrawn and antisocial...I wouldnt talk, eat, sleep, I couldnt even get dressed or crawl out of bed most days (thank god it was summer). After sulking and allowing myself to be so affected for eight days my friend came to my house and gave me a good lecture on what I was doing to myself. She stood next to my bed and called me every name that applied, but what got my attention was when she said that instead of being grateful for the time I had with her I was turning myself into a miserable suicide risk.

That day I got out of bed, and it was one of the hardest things I ever had to do in my life. Now, three days later I have come to a great realization.

She may have taken that piece of my heart with her, but I kept a piece of hers. And now that she is gone and i dont have any direction to go in except up. That part of my heart that she took will grow back, it will mend itself and make itself fit and useful for someone else who will love me even deeper, more passionately and purely. And that part of my heart that will grow in the place of the missing pieces will be better, more tender, more loving, and more understanding because it will take into consideration everything she taught me when she left.

I realized that there really isnt a need to be depressed. I hit rock bottom, big deal. Ill build myself a ladder and move up, keep building that ladder as I keep climbing it.