I got home really early in the morning, actually I only made it home thanks to the rumble strips on the side of the highway (I don't think my mom reads this so it's fine to put that on here), and I was feeling really good. We had talked and reconnected, and everything seemed like it was going to be moving forward. I wrote her a letter and didn't hear back. Valentines Day was coming up, and the lady who was my Michigan mom told me to send her flowers, so I did. I was careful, making sure there wasn't any secret hidden meaning in the flowers or colors I selected, and sent them. She sent me a text thanking me for them, and that was the last time I ever heard from her.
I didn't push anything. I didn't flood her phone with text messages, didn't write her letters every other day, and didn't send her any more flowers. Her birthday came, and I sent her a card, she really liked zebras and so I went to countless stores to find one with a zebra on it (you have no idea how few cards feature zebras), but find one I did, and I mailed it to her. I heard nothing back.
At this point I had started to pick up on the hint that she wasn't interested anymore, and then I got the final confirmation, her Facebook status changed to "In a Relationship". That was when it really hit me. This whole thing had been a bit of a roller coaster ever since she went back to school at the end of the summer, but I endured because I really thought she was the one. Now I realized that the first girl I had ever really fallen for wasn't falling back.
I feel like the term "heart broken" is cliche, and as a guy who doesn't show a whole lot of emotion it feels weird to admit, but that's where I was. I was heart broken...
Fight the lion, 1 Peter 5.1-11
TO GOD ALONE BE THE GLORY!
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