And old note I wrote myself

Heartbreak doesn't let you know it's coming, it doesn't signal or call ahead. It just swoops in and announces itself. The receiver is left with a empty spot that used to be full.

They say time heals all wounds, in my experience this is true. Although the road isn't an easy one.

I have recently been told that the weeks before were in fact not factual. The words of family, and a life together were taken back. Just like that.

I asked over and over again if he could look me in the eye and tell me that he didn't love me anymore. Tell me that you don't think of me, that you know that this really something you won't regret later. Is it?

This puts me in an awkward place in life. One that leaves me sad and empty. I walk around and feel somehow incomplete. Something missing. Something BIG. Significant.

My world right now is blessed. I have friends, children that I get to hold close. And I have known love in my life. I can honestly say I have loved. I think I have been loved in return. I tell myself you can't blame people for how they don't feel. But you have to take that knowledge and accept it.

This is harder than it looks accepting this thought with grace is not something I am good at. I tell myself I won't cry. I won't morn over a man that know longer wants me.