When I said I love you to this guy… I meant forever. We were friends for 8 months. Dated for 6 weeks. But it took me 3 years to get over him. I don’t know what’s harder, breaking up when one of the parties wants it to end, or when both parties want to be together.
We were the latter. He’s the guy I can honestly say I truly loved. He never hurt me, but we had a Romeo and Juliet kind of breakup. We were really young and our parents wanted us to break up, so we finally did it for them. He was in Florida; I was in Texas.
It was the first time I really experienced my heart breaking.
The first time food didn’t look appetizing (that never happens to me!)
The first time the emotional pain felt like physical pain. The weight of it all made my body heavy like a brick and I didn’t have the energy or motivation to get out of bed. What was the point?
Remembering this kind of pain got me thinking about the test of true love.
I think the test of true love is this:
You want love for this person regardless of whether or not you’re in the picture.
It’s easy to love someone when you’re in the picture.
It’s easy to wish joy, love, happiness and peace to those who treat you right.
The test of true love is if you still wish these things for the one who has
- broken your heart
- cheated on you
- broken up with you
- dumped you
- left you alone
Or the one who you want to be with but can’t…
After you’re done crying…
can you honestly say, I want goodness for this person, even if I can’t be with them?
That is the test of true love: It’s selfless.