Someday, you will be but a blip on the radar of her high school memories.
Someday, she may still remember your name, but everything else about you will blur and fade in her mind.
Someday, the memory of you, her first like, will be eclipsed by the memory of another, her first love.
Someday, she will wonder why she was afraid, for she will realize you are just a boy.
Someday, she will wonder what it was about you that made you stand out in the first place.
Someday, she won’t recall why she let you so impact her days, her moods, her emotions for a season of her life, won’t remember why she gave you that power to begin with.
Someday, she will be able to see you and not feel that little hitch in her breath, that little hit to her heart, that little kick to her stomach.
Someday she won’t remember your voice, your laugh, your birthday, your favorite foods.
Someday, she will forget why she let you matter so much.
For now, she is cracked and a little bent, but she is not broken.
For now, she is a bit sad, a bit angry, a bit confused.
For now, she is finding her way back to herself.
For now, some songs, types of movies and tv shows are off limits.
For now, she is digging into that well of strength and resilience she remembers she has inside of her.
For now, I am seeing glimpses of my happy, goofy, confident girl.
For now, she is surrounding herself with her friends and her family, doing the things that make her feel good about herself again.
For now, she is learning that she will never quite be the exact person she was before she let you in her life, but that isn’t a bad thing.
For now, she may be bruised, but she is getting back up, and will move on, stronger for the lessons learned.