Love is sweeter the second time around
The day when Lizzy and I broke up was possibly the worst day of my life. Losing her was so painful. This was the woman who brought so much happiness to my life whom I dearly loved. For a while there, it felt gloomy all around as if the sun that brought light to my life has been taken away from me.
I asked myself what I could have gone wrong. It wasn’t as if we were arguing all the time. On the contrary, I really thought we were doing fine. This lady gets me. She ticks all my boxes, so to speak. I was happy being with her. I thought of what I could have done differently to avoid it, but I couldn’t specifically pinpoint any.
But she is a complicated being. I realized that I didn’t have to know. All I needed to do then was to understand her situation. I know that she lives a very complicated life and that was enough reason for me to understand. There was no way that I was going to get angry at her.
Like I said in a previous post, I kept my mind preoccupied in order not to think too much of her. When I sent my supposed final message to her, I was already reconciled with the fact that she was gone for good. I felt oddly at ease with myself knowing that I had told her I much I love her.
So, I was ready to move on. We mainly communicated through social media, hence I logged off from Facebook, Messenger and Instagram, among others. I was determined to erase as fast as possible any trace of her in my life. But in this day and age, we really couldn’t cut-off social media from our lives. I have to a sneak a peek at Messenger once in a while to check on work-related messages.
That is when I saw her series of her messages to me. She said she wants me back – the most beautiful words one could ever read after a painful break-up.It was a courageous thing for her to do – to make the first contact. Making the first move to repair what’s broken isn’t a sign of weakness. I thank her for having the courage to do that – because certainly I wasn’t going to do it.
We spoke. We expressed our feelings. We conveyed our pain. But, most importantly, we made up. We were honest, loving, forgiving, and vulnerable. We reached a compromise that we will get back to what we used to have without rancor in our hearts. It was probably the most vulnerable position I have ever set myself into, but she was worth all the trouble.
We transcended ourselves after our reconciliation. Now, we are going to be one. This is because I have realized that Lizzy is the woman who I want to be with for the rest of my life.
[Note: This post was first published on November 7, 2017 at https://abelsantaanave.blogspot.com]