There is no forever
After seven months of holding on, the day we were waiting for slipped out of our hands.
Three years later and it all comes down to nothing.
I've learnt that you cannot always trust promises. And that love isn't always enough. I used to think that as long as two people truly love each other and are willing to commit to making a relationship work, forever becomes possible. Now, I'm not sure if I believe that anymore.
I believed with all my heart that we were going to end up getting married for sure, but I guess I was wrong. Seven months being apart has a way of getting into the nitty gritty parts of a relationship that no one can really foresee. We thought we were strong enough to endure this; we thought wrong.
Nothing serious for me for the next few years. I'm going to take this time to meet new guys, date around and figure out what kind of qualities I need to look for and avoid in my future partner. Figure out what I want before jumping into anything else. I'm not even sure if I believe in love anymore, but I still trust that someone will come along and change me all over again.
That idealistic girl of yesteryear who used to believe in true love, fairytales and happy endings is now gone though. In her place stands someone more jaded, more grounded and who wants to just have fun and live up her newfound freedom in single-hood. Now, I can afford to live my life selfishly for myself instead of having to think about another person.