My story is too long to tell but no matter the years when it’s real to you all it could take is a week to feel forever is right around the corner.

I think it took airing out my past pain and future hopes, to someone who has known the past and present me, to really make happiness foreseeable. It has taken too many tears, broken promises and hopes, lonely nights, and will to come to a realization: Only I can make me happy!

…He may not have given me what we thought we could achieve together, but he has shown me that I love truly and whole-heatedly. I am not the cold & selfish bitch everyone things I am. I guess I don’t make my life any easier (-_-).
It took years of: other girls, catty best-friends (on his part), betrayal, lies, loneliness, abandonment, anxiety, hopelessness, being naive, and misplaced trust. It took one too many insecurities. I am just too beautiful, too smart, too loving, too trusting to be so unhappy with someone I truly love. I would give up the universe for him (if I could), but he didn’t really see it. All I could do is break it off and move on, my smile is too pretty to not be seen as often. My journey begins here!

Six years through all the pain was still worth it, I love him and it was every bit real and it will remain so until I no longer have a soul. Don’t get me wrong hurt is hurt, but I will not live in denial. Love…there was too much!