I wanted her to believe so that I could believe.
Now that I am old(er), I understand what my mom was saying. I think.
About twelve years ago, I met Leif. After several months of knowing him, I came to believe that he was "the one". We weren't a couple long enough for us to transition beyond the you-are-awesome-I-am-awesome-lovey-dovey stage 1. Then, he went into the Peace Corps (be still my Liberal heart).
Now that I am old(er), I understand what my mom was saying. I think.
About twelve years ago, I met Leif. After several months of knowing him, I came to believe that he was "the one". We weren't a couple long enough for us to transition beyond the you-are-awesome-I-am-awesome-lovey-dovey stage 1. Then, he went into the Peace Corps (be still my Liberal heart).
At the time, I felt so grown-up about my unapologetically pragmatic attitude toward his leaving. I said so-long to Leif and wished him well in his work. Though, for many years after he left, I dreamt of his farm-boy smile and crystal blue eyes. My heart was broken, and I was not moving on.
I didn't know what to do.
Eventually, I began to date. No one compared to Leif. I was not optimistic that anyone ever would.
Then I met Steve.
At once, I was flushed and silly, and I knew that he was my second chance. He immediately began occupying the part of my heart that I didn't even realize lay dormant. I wasn't consciously waiting to serendipitously again cross paths with Leif. I wasn't consciously saving my heart for him. But I was, until I met Steve.
I didn't know what to do.
Eventually, I began to date. No one compared to Leif. I was not optimistic that anyone ever would.
Then I met Steve.
At once, I was flushed and silly, and I knew that he was my second chance. He immediately began occupying the part of my heart that I didn't even realize lay dormant. I wasn't consciously waiting to serendipitously again cross paths with Leif. I wasn't consciously saving my heart for him. But I was, until I met Steve.
Once upon a time, I met the love of my life.
He was wonderful, and we were wonderful.
Then he moved away, and I moved on.
Then I got a second chance.
And I did not squander it.
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