The Lone Soldier

The best way to describe the events of the past two days would be to quote carrie bradshaw: "I was so far out on the limb with my emotions that I didnt realise I was standing there alone." This have progressed with HKG and myself. In fact if I could classify it as a torrid affair that might be pretty accurate. It was fast and intense but was ended before it began for reasons that I shall leave out. I will admit, I had high hopes and some dreams for this 'thing' between him and I to really work out - but for now, they werent meant to be or perhaps forever. I wont lie and say he didnt get to me, I think for the first time in a long time if not ever, I felt this way about somebody so i've moved from devestated, to sad, to acceptance to hope to miserable which is probably where I sit now. Howeverhe has shown me something and made me question thiings about my past and my future that I had never thought of before and Im excited at the same time to find out about these things.
But the purpose of this post isnt to wallow in my own pity, but rather to address en mass those of you, men and women, who have ever had your heart broken, repaired, just to be broken again. My message is to never give up chasing that dream of true love. Never regret the experiences you have shared with someone no matter how painful it became. LIke Pat Benatar exclaimed, Love is a battlefield, and it is only those select few soldiers, broken and battered, who remain standing when all else has been destroyed, that can pick up and move on ready for the next fight, a little wiser. Afterall, the war can't last forever.