When I think really hard about it, I remember that I loved him. That my heart ached whenever the thought of him gone grasped my heart. And when I think really hard about it, I remember why I loved him. Why I adored him.
But most of the time, there's nothing. Only snapshots of memories. But no emotions.
I never thought I'd get over him.
But I did.
However, recent events have made me look at him once again. And what I found was what my heart had somehow always known.
Sometimes, loving feelings are not enough.
Some loves are not meant to be.
He was not the man I wanted to marry.
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