Breezing through those 3 little words.

"I remember there was I time, I used to sing for you".

Back in the day, I was so innocent and so naive. Not to say I am not now but looking back, I would have never thought anybody would break my heart. I remember waiting online for him, even if it was late, just to see that he had interest in me, just to see the words "hey" pop up on the screen. hey turned into "good morning beautiful" and that turned into "I love you". I look at all the kids at the age of 13 and 14 now mouthing those 3 words that I gave away so easily, and I think how stupid they don't even know what that means (which I am sure people say about me that are older). I want to reach a hand to them and say "save it kiddo, youv'e got someone way more special to give it to you". I gave those three words to someone so quickly because I loved love so much that I came to the point where I couldn't wait for a person to whisper I love you too back into my ear. I would lay in bed dreaming of the day I would marry that boy, but guess what that boy walked away faster than I would have ever guessed. I was torn. That boy was the reason I started writing, it was my getaway, I escaped from the broken heart that he had ripped into pieces, thrown on the floor, and then stepped on. That's what it felt like anyways. Not only did I write, but I sang for him. I would sit on the other line singing whatever lines he asked me to sing. I wouldn't take back anything with that boy, of course if i ever did it over I would be smarter, guarded, and keep the word love to my daydreams. I think heartbreak is something people need to experience, I know it is a horrible, actually the worst thing I have ever experienced. It consumes every thought and you block it with every distraction, but it remains in the back of your head. However, I would not be the person I am today if it wasn't for it. I strongly believe that. I would not be as strong as I am if it wasn't for him stepping on the pieces and me having to get on my knees humbled before God so I could surrender, pick up the pieces, and place them back together with glue, encouraging words from friends, and God's guidance of where to place them. Heartbreak is frustrating, sad, and lonely, but it has the ability to shape you, depending on the direction you choose to walk. It's a lesson I will never never forget.

♥
Loveeee.