I'll Always Have His Heart
This is a picture of the very first thing my boyfriend ever gave me, a heart-shaped necklace. He gave it to me just 2 and a half months after we started dating, it was a Christmas gift and I adored it. I would wear this necklace everywhere I went; it was the one thing that I never left home without and I would only take it off for basketball and then put it right back on. We’ve been dating for over 2 years now and I still wear the necklace everywhere. However, just a couple weeks ago, I lost it. It was a Tuesday night and my team just had a basketball game. Prior to the game, I put the necklace in my locker, like I normally do every day. However, this was the night I had to run out of the gym to catch a flight home for Thanksgiving, so evidently I was in a rush.
As soon as I got back to the locker room I grabbed the necklace and shoved it in my pocket, telling myself I didn’t have enough time to put it on; then I sprinted out of the gym to grab a cab that would take me to the airport. But during all of this time I completely forgot I had the necklace in my pocket, that is until I was in the security line at the airport and frantically dug my hand into the pocket of my sweatpants only to find that the one thing I cherished most was gone. I was devastated – so devastated, in fact, that tears started to well up in my eyes while I was in the security line. Why didn’t I just put the necklace on in the locker room? Why didn’t I put it in my backpack pocket where I knew it’d be secure? My mind was running crazy with all of the “what if’s” and I was furious with myself and utterly miserable. It was the first thing he ever gave me; it was a representation of our love and our relationship; it meant the world to me and just like that it was gone. I’m not going to lie, I cried a lot about losing this necklace, I felt so terrible and so upset that it was actually gone forever. But it wasn’t until I talked to my mom that I started to feel a little bit better. Maybe it was just her way to stop me from crying, or maybe she really did mean what she said, but either way it hit home with me. My mom explained to me that it doesn’t matter whether or not I have the heart-shaped necklace that he gave me, because no matter what I still have his heart, and in the end that’s all that really matters. So while I’m still sad that I’ll never see my necklace again, knowing that I still have his actual heart, and knowing that he loves me no matter what, it a truly amazing feeling. |