Recently, someone reached out to me who walked out of my life many years ago. He reached out to me, and wanted to reconnect. To “catch up”. Do the “friends” thing. I declined his request, although I must admit, I found it surprisingly difficult to do so.
Anyone who reads my blog may have read a piece I wrote a while back called “An open letter to the man who broke my heart”, which was a painful account of my time spent with a man many years ago. Other than my now husband, this man was the only other person I ever loved.
However, hearing from this “Old flame” of mine recently got me thinking. You see, despite the immense pain this man caused me when he broke my heart, I must admit, he has never fully left my thoughts. In a small part of my heart, he has always remained present, along with the memories of the good times we had together, and those little “what ifs”.
So my question is, do we ever truly move on from someone we once loved? Of course, physically we do. We fall in love with someone new, we set up our lives, and time continues to move. But do our hearts ever really let go completely of these people who were once so important to us? Or once we have given someone a piece of our heart, (however long or short a time they had it for) does that little piece of our heart belong to them forever?
I would be really interested to hear your thoughts on this…