He came...He went leaving behind a broken heart

Recently my eight week whirlwind relationship has ended. It ended as unexpectedly as it started and I discovered that it is true what they say “What starts fast, ends fast”.

We met at a trade show; he was a chef preparing food behind our booth for another vendor at the show. So for three days we chatted and I began to notice that he went out of his way to talk to me, even washed my utensils. He mentioned that he was single and I still did not clue in that it was for my benefit. It was not until the last day of the show he said he was going to make apple pie. I mention that I like apple pie and asked if he would deliver it to me. Well by the end of the show he had my number. He called me a couple days later and set up a date in which he showed up with apple pie. I was hooked. 

He was like no other, he was forward, honest and he said what he was feeling. It was very overwhelming and wonderful. I did not have a chance to over think the situation because before I know it he was calling me his girl. From the moment I first saw him I felt at ease and that feeling just grew the more we were together. I had a happy world before him but with him it became blissful. He said he wanted me to feel safe in his arms and I finally did. 

In my blissful safe state I had no idea it was going to end. Last Friday he shows up at my door, he hugs me shaking then tells me he is taking a job out west. He said it was the hardest decision he has had to make because he said he has never felt like this about anyone before. He has to take the job because it is to further his career. He leaves me confused and heartbroken. I have not talked to him since that day, I have reached out but he will not contact me. I guess that hardest decision of his life was not that hard after all.

He was like a tornado tearing through my life by the time he passed through he left me standing alone in total devastation. After 5 days of people avoidance and lying around I’m finally back to being myself again thanks to my wonderful group of girlfriends. They were there for me in an instant, they let me cry, mope, then finally got me off my butt and back to the land of the living. They are my own personal disaster repair crew. I love them whole heartedly.

It’s hard to put yourself out there and it can hurt; man can it hurt but it has to be done because one day it will be right and there won’t be any hurt. The secret to moving on is creating a happy secure place of your own, this makes mending your broken heart that much easier. 

If your heart is aching it will feel better, the ache eases every day. That feeling of not being able to breathe will pass and before you know it you will laugh again.  Pat Benatar said it best “Love is a battlefield” so ladies keep battling because eventually it will only be you and  your Knight in shining armour standing on the battlefield.

Hang in there!