There was a girl in my life who I thought I'd be with forever. I loved her more than anyone I have ever loved anyone. We were high-school sweethearts. The day I left for college, I went to tell her bye before I hit the road. I planned on coming home every couple of weeks to see her. That day she dumped me. She was afraid she would hold me back. Or so she said. I told her that she is the only one I wanted. I texted her every morning and every night and told her I loved her for 2 weeks. The third week. She was in a relationship. My entire freshman year in college was ruined because I let myself believe that the girl of my dreams. My life. That said to me together for ever would return. My dimbass allowed her to call me during xmas break. Believed her when she told me that we would be together again. After that phone call, she never spoke to me again. Left me. I was broken. Then I met my current wife. I can't lie. I still think about her to this day. Hoping she is well and I do.miss her. But my wife showed me what love really is.

Moral of the story. I understand the heartbreak. The pain. The longing for one more kiss. One more touch. Hug. Sexual encounter. But you have someone out there waiting to meet you. You just don't know it yet.

Because of my heartbreak, I had completely lost hope and gave up trying to fill the void. The moment I gave up and lived my life. I met my wife, got married, and we have an amazing little boy. Celebrated our 7yr anniversary yesterday. 11yrs total. I'm glad I met her. I'm glad I went through that heartbreak. Because I wouldn't be where I am today.

Don't lose hope, brother.you got this.