A week ago my heart was broken.

A week ago my heart was broken. In a way I feel betrayed by someone who once told me we would always be in love. It was childish and naive to think that way, the world is so rigid and real but I couldn't help it. And at the same time I hope the best for him, this boy that I love so much, in the end I just hope he figures himself out. And with that I'll move forward, my heart heavy with distrust and hurt. My brother told me to understand and to not let the past get ahead of me.

On the train I met an 18 year old boy, running from Kansas, who taught me that life is so much bigger than myself and filled with so much discovery. He even left me with his hardcover art book, telling me that I "needed it more than him and that it will help you take your mind off your ex." I've only experienced/seen that kind of genuine kindness so rarely in life.

Yesterday I met with an old friend who taught me that yes, this painful empty feeling will someday be replaced with fond memories and that yes, I can fall in love again someday.

Right now, I feel this empty and sad calm, something so dreadful my tears can't even express it. What do you do when someone you were willing to love unconditionally tells you that they don't love you? Right now, all I can do is hope for the best and look ahead because deep down inside I know the possibilities of life do not fail to thrill me. And as of right now, I am learning to let go of love.