It has been two years since my heart was broken into a thousand pieces. I was in so much pain, but I could share it with anyone. I missed you so much, I thought I was going to go crazy. As the days passed into months, I thought about you. When we chance upon each other, it was so easy to fall back into the old ways.
That first valentine without you, I was thankful for not taking that leap. If I had forsaken everyone and everything for you when my heart wanted to, I would have been left with nothing. You don't see the individual uniqueness of women. Instead, all you see is a sea of women to use as you please. Unknowingly, many have succumb to you. Sadly, many are still hung up on you.
It has taken me longer than a year for you to disappear and only your footprints remains on my heart, but it does not make me less of a person, it just shows that my love for you was true. The good thing is that I hardly miss you now. I live months without even thinking about you once, and if I do, it is only in passing. I know. I know. You don't even think of me at all. But that's ok. I loved you, purely because there was no other way. It wasn't because you were great or awesome or loveable. I will probably never know why I was lead to you and why I loved you so much. But that, too, is ok. My heart is now fearless. Like a Kungfu fighter who had trained with wrapping his body in broken bamboo, my heart is now unpenatrateabl e. I love because I choose now.
In 10 years, I will definitely look back and thank God for unanswered prayers. You were the only prayer that God was completely silent on. He knew your heart. And he protected me from the likes of you.
