Letter To The Broken Hearted Girl

I know how it feels to be honestly earnestly and genuinely in love

I know how it feels to go to bed crying torn and confused so “drunk in love” [ No Beyonce] that no matter what you’d do any and everything to make it work

I know how it feels to love with every fibre of your being, to give 100 percent only 100 percent nothing less because 99.5 won’t do

I know why fathers never want their little girls to grow up, why they’re so overprotective and shelter us our entire lives.

I know how it feels to be happy and be happy on another level that you feel no one would understand.

I was in love, I lived, laughed, loved. I cried and smiled. I hugged, kissed and cuddled believe me when I say I’ve been before.

I’ve made mistakes, I’ve lied, I’ve argued, fought and said things I shouldn’t have, but didn’t fight for the eight thing.

Relationships are work, they require time, dedication, honesty and forgiveness. Love isn’t always enough to keep things going, no matter how much Walt Disney makes us think it is.

True love does conquer all but not love alone, much more is required.

Girl believe me when I say I know how much it hurts to have your heartbroken, to feel your insides tearing to shreds and to feel like love was nothing but a sham.