Hope

You know how people always say one day you’ll meet someone and it’ll change your whole life, your entire view of the world, well I never really believed them, well not until just recently. I was at a point in my life where I was done with love, over trying and getting burned over and over again, it seemed to be the only thing that ever happened for me when I wasn’t with my ex. Yes, I made some dumb decisions, yes there are some regrets, well maybe not entirely regrets since they have shaped me into who I am today, but some mistakes I made and you can ask any of my best friends I was over it all. I was numb, I didn’t want not had feelings because all it led to was hurt and heartbreak. I had spent months hoping and then being let down, I had tried over and over to keep believing in love, heck I had already managed to have a 2 and a 5 year relationship at this point that both failed yet I still had hope. Well until I didn’t anymore. I had given up all hope. And that’s when I met him. It was a new school year and I have always been the athletic type, name a sport and I’ve probably played it, thus IM sports are one of my favorite things about college, so I went and I joined a sand volleyball team, I played volleyball in high school so it was the obvious choice. Little did I know that this small, meaningless decision was actually one of the best things that has happened to me. He was tall, very muscular, blonde hair and blue eyes, think Chris Evans in Captain America only more muscular, very much my type in every way. I mean at first I didn’t think much of it, I had gotten to the point of hoping for anything with anyone, but then a couple weeks in I started noticing things about him like how he seemed to be just as competitive as I was, we had managed to lose 2 games in a row, but he was nice and funny so I thought hey why not and decided to Facebook message him. Oh man I know right? Technology these days haha that’s when I really got to know him, and let me tell you, he was even nicer than I had ever imagined. He works out daily so when I was complaining about not being in shape he invited me to join him at the gym. Now I don’t know if you know much about guys and lifting but they don’t often invite girls to join them, not if they are serious about it but he did. I was amazed at his kindness and knew I needed to take him up on it since frankly I wanted my rockin’ bod back. After spending time with him in the gym I began to let myself hope again, and not just hope but imagine a life with him. They say sometimes when you meet someone you just know, you can picture the rest of your lives with them, and scarily enough that’s where I was. Now what I should tell you is this was just a month or so ago and no we aren’t even dating, although it does seem like it’s heading that way, we are both just so busy with classes it’s been hectic, but we talk on the daily so I’m hopeful. Even if nothing ever becomes of it, I managed to gain a great friend and someone who had got be hooked on working out again, something that’s great to be addicted to let me tell ya. But more than that I’ve gained hope again, he’s pulled me out of this dark place I didn’t even realize I was in until I met him. He makes me want to give love another try, to think hey you know what this could really be it this time. And honestly it’s the best feeling, just how amazing someone can make you feel or how just texting or talking with them turns your whole day around. I went out on a limb and put myself back out there and here’s to hoping that this time there’ll be someone there to catch me when I fall, preferably someone with extremely sexy muscular arms 😉