Too Good to be True

After being broken up for 4 months, I was on my way towards getting over him. I no longer had dreams about him every night, I didn't call my mom crying every day, and not every little thing reminded me of him. Even so, I was a long way off from having moved on, but I don't think I realized how far I had come until I let him back in and he broke my heart...again.

What hurts the most is that HE invited me back into his life. He told me that there wasn't a day that went by that he didn't think about me. He told me how I wasn't like all of the other girls and he apologized for the way things ended the 1st time around. He said he realized that we should have talked about things and tried to work things out. But...he lied. After sharing 2 weeks together again, a few comments were made, by myself and others, that made him mad. And so he took me home and called it quits. He was not willing to talk about things and said, "I just don't think things are going to work out between us."

What happened to talking things over and trying to work things out?

And so it ended just as fast as it had began...

I should have known it was too good to be true. I knew I let him in too quick and too easy.

So now I'm hurt all over again, although not as bad as the 1st time around, but it still hurts. He reopened wounds that were semi-healed, and I guess I'm to blame for being so blind. I wish I could say I've learned my lesson or that I'm better for it, but I can't. I wish I could stop loving him, I honestly do. I've done everything I can to move on but for some reason, he still has my heart.

I am finding it much harder to fall out of love than to fall into love.


"Guard your heart above all else, for it is the source of life" - Proverbs 4:23

Humpty Dumpty

Simply put - I am a girl, in love with a man who no longer loves me.

So this is my journey...

We had been broken up for almost 4 months, and had not spoken in over 2 months, when my ex-boyfriend called me out of the blue. I went to his house that night, he apologized, and we began talking with the intent of dating again.

Then, two weeks after it all began, it ended with the blink of an eye.

So here I am again, left with my heart in my hand.

I am a bit like Humpty Dumpty, broken into a million tiny pieces.

And so I need an outlet, just to let out all of the thoughts and emotions that I cannot speak aloud.

My hope is that this blog will turn into a story of how the Pieces of Me are being put back together again.