I Love Her

In April, it hit me like a ton of bricks. I am still in love with my ex-girlfriend. I told her this. She cried, and regretfully told me she's with someone else.

My greatest hope? To win her back and spend the rest of my life with her. My greatest fear? That she'll find love elsewhere, and my chances are over.

This is one of many ways I cope.

In the best interests of her, my friends, and I, this blog will remain anonymous.

This is real.

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Jul 16
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“ You are so talented and kind and handsome and have so many people that truly know this. I do. Good people, good things happen. And they are happening for you. You are so special and I know this. It’s important for you to say this everyday.
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Really supportive words from a dear friend of mine.

After months of being so heartsick, these words are like medicine. Coming from a strong, beautiful woman like herself is doubling the dosage.

After the whole town was against you, you stood your ground, braved the mob, and in the aftermath stands a loyal fan. Someone still believes in you; reminds you that it’s okay to be human, and that you’re a great human with a great human heart.

I don’t know what I’d do without these… well, angels.