Have you ever experienced the kind of love that rips you apart?. He was that love to me. He still that love to me. It's one of those things that you can't go thru life without.
Today I was watching "The Bridges of Madison County", and I understood why it made me cry so badly when I first read the book. I saw myself in that woman. I saw myself letting go the one I love the most in order to take care of those who I have love the longest. And I wonder: how fair is that?
If I could choose to have met him or not in this life, It would be yes. It would be him. Over and over again. One time after the other. No matter how my heart gets broken.
All this leaves me to one thing: will I be able to love like that again?
Would it be fair to anyone else that ever falls in love with me? Will I be able to love him back as much?
I don't want to be the person that breaks somebody else's heart.