The other day, I was talking to a friend of mine about living together and how much I enjoyed being able to come home to a special someone. Even when it was hard, and it often was, it was worth it. She asked if I still felt that way, even after the relationship ended.
Actually, I do. B. and I took a chance on each other and we made it work as long as we could. It’s cliché, the “it’s better to have loved and lost than never have loved at all,” but I do think it’s true. I think I have a pretty big heart, and being with B. only made it bigger and me hopefully more ready to meet my special someone.
So in honor of that hope, I’ll leaving you with a link to my favorite love poem. If you have a favorite poem or passage, leave it in the comments! I love these little peeks into someone else’s love life.