One day, it'll be the first time.
You'll wonder how anyone could be that cruel. You won't be able to wrap your head around how the person you thought you knew became a complete stranger. Over and over you will replay every moment in your head trying to figure out exactly where he got off your path. And, it will hurt like nothing ever has.
Then, before you know it, it'll be the third or the fourth or (heaven help you) the twentieth time.
You'll wonder how you could be so stupid. You won't be able to fathom how the person you grew into allowed a complete stranger to have that much power again. And, it will be a pain you know all too well.
Girls, I dread these times for you. If I could choose between building a trust fund to make you financially comfortable for life or bubble wrapping your hearts so that they never so much as crack, we would be at the packing store right now. But the only way to stop you from being hurt is to stop you from loving, and I wouldn't wish that on anyone.
So, even after your first heartbreak... Especially after your first heartbreak... Open yourself up again. It will be scary and, if I'm being honest, won't ever really be the same as the first time. You will question whether the next one will hurt you too. maybe. You will keep waiting to see if he will be the next reason you're diving into the ice cream face first. he might. You will have moments when you wish you had joined the monastery. me too.
Open your heart anyway. Do it because you deserve the love you give. Do it because the one in front of you isn't the one behind you. Do it because you survived a broken heart once...you can do it again. Do it because your mama said so.
Someone is going to break your hearts, girls. But you and I know that, if you try again, you're only proving how much stronger you are. And, if you need to, we can make a quick run out for bubble wrap.
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