As I kissed Ryan on my bed yesterday afternoon; the same bed where Chris kissed me on the side of my mouth for the "first" time, the same bed where the Super Bowl Sunday before Josh broke up with me as I cried and kissed my forehead for the final time; I knew I was at that crossroads again. There I was willingly handing over my heart to a new boy.
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And that's all that matters.
All to often in life I have lived more for the happiness of those around me, and less for the happiness in myself (does that makes sense? I'm sure you know what I'm getting at here...) The sooner you and I start making conscience decisions to bring happiness into our lives, the sooner we'll truly become happy, healthy, adults.
Does love hurt? Sure does. But it is a far better thing to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all. The tricky part is the learning curve that comes with each new adventure...
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