“You’ve had your heart broken so many times before how can you trust again?” He hesitantly asked her almost as if he was worried that the mere question would open up old wounds. “Aren’t you scared of being hurt again?” He continued.
She sat there for ten minutes pondering the right answer to this till she finally decided there was no right answer and so she said “Yes, I’m scared. Of course I’m scared. Sometimes I get scared that he is going to meet someone amazing who will sweep him off his feet and I won’t stand a chance.
Then there are times when I wonder if I can ever be what he needs me to be and what if there was someone out there who can be better for him than I am? I mean by all means, if there is of course I’d want that person for him because he deserves the best and what’s best for him even if it’s not me I’d still be happy if he’s happy.
There are days when I worry my heart will be broken again and I’ll find myself too broken to even cry it out but then I remind myself of one thing. You can only lose a person if they want to be lost. They can only be stolen by someone else if they want to be stolen away.
If a person really wants to stay, there’s nothing and no one that can drag them away. No distance, no time, no level of attractiveness, nothing. At the end of the day what it really comes down to is whether or not they want to stay.
I guess you just have to trust in that, trust that if they want to stay they will, enjoy the moments you have with them and never take them for granted. Always let them know how much you appreciate them because you never know which moment will be your last.
So yes, I am scared of having my heart broken sometimes it keeps me up at night, out of nowhere those thoughts jump out at me but what I’m going to do is trust. It’s all I can do. Trust and pray and it’s all going to work out someday.” She whispered more to herself than to him.
~Excerpts from the book I’ll never write #96