Closure. This is ultimately the one thing that people seek following a break-up. Others may want their favorite sweatshirt back, or perhaps a hot new fling, but most who have ever gotten their heart broken in the history of broken hearts will confirm that closure is the ideal parting gift.
Now I can’t quite say that “Cleveland” and I have just gone through a break-up because, quite frankly, we were never really in a relationship, per say. However, I am able to admit that this may be the most amount of closure I’ve ever received from the ending of a “relationship”. It still hasn’t been easy, especially the whole missing him part, but at least there are no unanswered questions or doubts. I know all that I need to know in order to let go and move on.
Sometimes two people meet for a reason; a reason that may not fully be understood for a while- if ever. Looking back on the past three months since the night “Cleveland” and I met, there is certainly evidence of serendipity. To be blunt, I think my presence allowed him to finally address some things in his life- things that he may have continued to repressed if our meeting never took place.
His entry into my life made a difference too. For one, he showed me that someone is willing to take a chance on me. And he not only told me that I was beautiful, but he made me feel it.
These last few days I’ve thought about him more than I’d like to admit. But I haven’t cried, nor will I. Instead, I think of him and smile. Yes, I miss him. And he says he misses me. But I also know that while we may have been meant to enter one another’s lives, the plan never indicated that we would stay. When we said our goodbyes, I knew we meant them. I knew we had to.
Song of the Moment: Over You by Miranda Lambert