There was a woman in my life whom I loved deeply.
She was and is still everything to me. I had pursued her for months before we actually started dating on that fateful 4th of July, in 2007. It all started at a Rangers baseball game. They were playing the Angels that night, and little did I know that the fireworks at the ballpark, were nothing compared to what would happen once we got home. We went into that stadium as friends, but left as a couple. The drive home that night took way too long, and once inside the house, we went straight into the bedroom. That night I felt like I had one the lottery. From her flowing brown hair, to her deep green eyes, she had me captivated. Her smile was contagious, and I had never before felt security like I did in her arms. I was on a meager salary at the time, so my ring was not the most substantial declaration of my love, but it was all I could afford. It was a starry Texas night, when I proposed to her in my Chevy truck. Without hesitation, she said yes. My heart jumped, and I knew without a doubt that she was the one that I had been waiting all these years for. Everything was great, including the sex, and we conceived a child in August. Her name was to be Irelynn. We had plans for a California wedding within the next six months, and for a few months to follow, I continued to be on top of the world… nothing could ruin my life now. But, I was mistaken. One morning it all changed. She walked out of the house, my life… and my heart broke. For a solid year, I begged, pleaded, and gave into anything that might offer a chance of bringing us back together. There were a few glimmers of hope over he past year and a half, but now I think I may have finally given up. From what I hear, she is engaged to some guy that inherited a ton of money, and can offer her more than I could have at the time, and is a stay at home mom. The sad thing is, that even after her betrayal, and knowing all the facts… I would without a doubt, welcome her back with open arms, as I still love her as much today, as I did a year and a half ago.
Now here is the weird part; I found out that she calls a friend of mine about every three weeks to check on my life… and I have discovered that she checks in on my facebook page, and my myspace page.
My heart needs to heal. I want to be able to move on… But I can’t. I still feel that there is a chance that she might come back. Help…
So what do you think?
Can you offer me any advice?
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