Tuesday, 23 August 2011
Let me begin this with a quick background, I met a special young lady about 4 years ago and fell in love. I'm very sure about things in my life and there was no doubt, as every inch of my body and soul told me she was the one. No one is perfect but in my eyes she was; beautiful, smart, fun, etc. Anyway, we were long distance for about 2 years, but this isn't a tale of happily ever after.
Things ended about a month ago, it's not a break, or "time off," or anything like that. It's over. For good. She said she fell out of love...and that's okay. I'm too logical of a guy not to understand. But yes, of course I'm heartbroken...I planned on finishing college and wanted to ask her to marry me.
So anyway here I am, trying to do anything and everything I can to not kill myself. Which leads to "my shoebox." And I say mine...because I'm sure many of you have one too. It's filled with countless letters, notes, gifts, and pretty much filled with love.
I feel like I won't ever get through this with all this stuff in my presence...but am I just suppose to throw it all away? She threw what we had away so I guess I should....
Don't get me wrong I'm as heartless as they come, and Im a total dickhead. But not when it came to her...she took a place in perhaps the only soft spot in my heart. So I just don't know what to do with all this.
I'd also like to point out how I used my favorite shoe box to save all these memories. Doesn't seem like a big deal...but I love my sneakers so trust me, it is.
Do any of you have a "shoebox?" Are you still with the person? If not, what did you ever do with it because I'm simply at a loss.