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 18
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I carry her heart with me

If she and I get back together, I have this fantasy…

I take her to the “Love” sculpture in New York and bring her so close to me, her facing those big, beautiful letters… and as a symbol of the fresh start to a better us, I vow my commitment and deep love by reciting softly in her ear:

I Carry Your Heart With Me

i carry your heart with me (i carry it in

my heart) i am never without it (anywhere

i go you go, my dear; and whatever is done

by only me is your doing, my darling)

i fear

no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) i want

no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true)

and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant

and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows

(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud

and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows

higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)

and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart)

- E. E. Cummings