A few months ago when I was talking a friend through my breakup she told me my ex was likely heartbroken, in response I told her that the next guy I was with would probably end up breaking my heart in return. How much I regret those words now.
You see I recently started seeing someone, it’s a little complicated but he makes me happy and I am falling for him. Head over heels, movie style falling for him. But as amazing as it is when we’re together I don’t know where it is going or if he feels the same way, and that thought, that it’s my turn to get my heartbroken is hanging over me constantly.
I broke up with my ex for a whole number of reasons but largely because I wasn’t in love with him. I loved him of course but I want, as silly and idealistic as it sounds, a love that consumes me, the kind you do see in movies or read about in books. I know now that I was never really in love with my ex because the feelings I have now are completely new and completely awful. In between moments of giddy hysteria there are so many tears, I can’t keep up with my own mood swings. My appetite has gone (although to be fair it wasn’t that great to start with), I’ve stopped sleeping properly and I have become a paranoid wreck.
The thing is normally the people I want, the people I yearn for never even come close to being mine. The last few relationships I’ve had, I’ve not wanted the person until I’ve already got them. This guy I have wanted but never thought I could have and now I’ve had a piece of him I want him so much more. And this feeling is terrifying.
Part of me wants to run screaming for the hills before my heart ends up being shattered and I have to pick the broken pieces of me up off the floor, but the other part of me thinks what if? This could be amazing, this could be everything I want, he could be everything I want.
The heart is a complicated mess. I hate, hate, hate this feeling but at the same time I want it. I want to feel like this because whilst it’s horrible it’s full of hope and possibility. This is the feeling of standing on the edge of the cliff and jumping you could crash and burn or you could fly.
The truth is we have no control over our heart. I have no idea where this is going and all I can do is trust, that everything will work out ok, that my heart is resilient and that even if it shatters I’ll survive. Here’s hoping for the best!
I’ll keep you posted xxx
Scattered Thoughts 