Chapter 51 When You Fall Down, Get Up!
WHEN YOU FALL DOWN, GET UP!
By Hannah Bell
Everyone suffers from a broken heart. How you deal with it is what sets you apart from the rest. I’m not sure what I’m going to do with mine.
I fell in love, but it’s over.
Wait—I think you guys have to catch up before I can explain any more.
So, I met this guy at a liquor store. Not your typical tall, handsome, and broody. More like arrogant, funny, and hot AF. (He’s super tall too.)
His pick-up lines were corny, but his low baritone voice made everything sound poetic.
It wasn’t love at first sight. But something about him pulled me to him. There’s a magnetic attraction between us. It all sounds perfect, except… we started on the wrong foot and hated each other for it.
My gut screamed to guard my heart against him—he’s bad news. I couldn’t fight his charm. He’s not only relentless but caring.
He’s the kind of guy who’ll write letters because that’s the only option you gave him to get in touch with you.
He’ll bring you unicorn socks on the worst day of your life.
He’ll watch a marathon of Harry Potter movies with you and skip a weekend in Vail with his brothers for you.
He’ll bare his soul to you and become your best friend, even when you’re trying to put oceans between the two of you.
Our relationship was anything but ordinary. He’s my best first kiss. The best one-night stand.
He’s the kind of guy who doesn’t need an excuse to make your day extraordinary. He’s the kind of guy who reminds you that life can be whatever you want to make it…
He’s also the kind of person who will tell you that nothing lasts forever. Just because you loved like you’ve never loved anyone before, it doesn’t mean it’s meant to last.
I thought we belonged together. Maybe we did, for a few beats, or a few chords. Our song is over. Not every love story has a happily ever after. It was just a happily for now.
It ended, and life goes on. I’m grateful to him for giving me what I needed—when I needed it. Thankful for our moments of silence. The peace he brought into my soul. Our goodbye was abrupt, shocking, but not surprising.
The worst pain is knowing that I lost my friend. He’s special. Unlike anyone else I’ve ever met.
Here’s what I didn’t say, “Goodbye, my friend, I’ll cherish our time together—all of it. No regrets.”
I’m proud of myself, because I was finally willing to love. Along the way, I made several mistakes. I didn’t enjoy us fully. Next time I fall in love, I’ll get it right. I’ll let my heart go wild and love fiercely. Because he gifted me hope. The hope that love exists, and I deserve it.
I fell hard. But I’ll get up and keep walking. This journey has come to an end. I learned so much about myself and what I want for my future.
Until Next Time
P.S. I wish you nothing but success and happiness.