I spent the better part of about 5 years thinking that my true love was the person that I couldn't be with. This was the person that could make me weak in the knee's just by looking at me, or give me major butterflies in the stomach when we kissed. When our relationship ended horribly, I was beyond devasted. I thought by going away, literally leaving the state in which I had resided in all my life, would make the break-up easier for me, I was fooling myself, all I managed to do was run away from my problems.
Although I wish I could say that by returning to my hometown made things right again overnight, that is wayyyyyyyyyyyy far from the truth. In fact it took about 3 years upon my return to realize that true love isn't always what or whom you thought it could be.
I've spent the last year with a man that just amazes me more and more everyday. And the best thing about him is not what he can offer me financially or in a material sense, but what he gives to me emotionally and honestly. He is an open book and isn't afraid to let me see this side of him. He is very honest and I never have to doubt anything he says to me. And for the first time in a very long time, I feel apart of something really really special. I find comfort in his arms when were watching a movie, or just having a quick exchange of hello/goodbye on our different paths to or from work, he brought my smile back and I didn't even realize that I had kept it from showing in the first place.