Steeming Community Contest /At My Strongest Moment/ Heartbroken

PROLOGUE

Off my hands came crashing the box of pizza I held, once so happily. The wind was fierce that evening; my ears could barely pick up the rustling sound of dead, dried leaves crushing beneathed my fast footsteps as I quickly put distance between where I stood and they sat. A plethora of thoughts flooded my mind, many a thought than I could handle all at once. The sight I had beheld took no time to send tears streaming down my eyes. As her eyes locked with mine, I turned away; my heart sunk for the first time ever. A knife had pierced my pure soul, sending pain beyond expression with human words to run through my feeble body.

MEETING HER

I'd met her at a book club event 3 years prior. She was the most stunning creature I'd set my eyes on. Gracious voice, flowing hair, elegant poise; the Greeks would swear that she'd been touched by Aphrodite herself. I'm christian, but, yes, she'd been touched by God. Her radiance was unmatchable.

We spoke and exchanged contacts after the event.
Days turned into weeks, weeks into months, as we drew closer and closer to each other. I was drunk in love and drowned in it. Around her, I had built my world; she was my solace; she was my resting place; she was, to me, things that words could not describe.

MORNING: 27TH JANUARY 2020

The beautiful leaves of the Saucer Magnolia tree lay beneath our feet as we sat at a wonderful spot in the campus park. It was a beautiful afternoon and it felt like all was well in the world. Staring into her hazel brown eyes, our lips had unlocked from a sensual kiss. With her beautiful face and bright-red cheeks flushed with redness, she was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen.

We'd agreed to meet up that evening, beneathed a large tree at the centre of the campus. We were to review some school work with each other before turning in our papers for evaluation . I waved her goodbye as I dropped her off at her place. I went back home to carry on with my usual daily schedule until the appointed time for our meeting.

7:30pm, SAME DAY

I'd stopped by at Domino's because I know she craves pizza. I walked down to the site we'd agreed to meet at. I decided to come some minutes earlier so I'd surprise her and make her glow in happiness.

It backfired in the most horrible way imaginable.

The area was well lit. There she was, lying on the shoulder of a man whom, from what I could make out, was older than I was. He was handsome, I'd give him that. I stood there, my heart slowing sink, my soul slowly drifting away. And then she leaned in closer, and closer, and closer, edging towards his lips.

And then she kissed him, a long, passionate kiss.

Slowly, I watched his hand wrap all around her body, touching her with the mastery of an experienced lover, caressing her body and causing moans of pleasure to fall of her lips. I watched her kiss his face, his ear, the bridge of his nose and back to his lips.

The pizza I held came crashing on the floor and this caught their attention. She looked directly at me, those hazel brown eyes that I'd been in love with had caused me so much pain in what was the most devastating things I'd ever seen. I turned and walked away. She called out my name but I mustered every ounce of dignity and what was left of strength in my now weakened body to keep myself from turning back.

AFTERMATH

I felt used, angry, disappointed, just to name a few emotions that the dictionary had to describe how I felt. She made me question if being honest and loyal was wise anymore. She threw me into my personal abyss, sending hot coal down my throat and cutting my flesh into a thousand pieces. The world I'd built around her had fallen into ruins.

I tried all I could to remain strong after the incident. I prayed, I poured myself into my work, I pored my self into reading and developing myself. Despite the fact that she'd made me question the issue of love and loyalty, I remained faithful to my commitment to loyalty. I was depressed but I refused to let it all change the person I had grown to become. This experience was one that showed me at my strongest.

And then I met Ana.

Ana changed me. She was compassionate and kind. She was wonderful to me. With Ana, I learnt to fall in love once more. With her, my broken heart learnt to beat again, learnt to work again. Ana healed me.

EPILOGUE

Nothing hurts more than being throw into emotional turmoil. No form of emotional turmoil hurts beyond a broken heart. It is said that having your heart broken hurts in the very same intensity and depth as a physical pain. We can all get through our pain when the right person is with us.

I'm happy to tell you that Ana and I are still together and our love for each other grows deeper everyday.

(Ana and I with some friends).

WHY I CHOSE TO SHARE IT WITH YOU ALL

I chose to share this with you because it was a moment that defined me. It made me question my undying loyalty to 100% honesty when dealing with anyone. Most importantly , I chose to tell you this story because life sends people to us, some to teach us, others to heal us.

I'm sharing this story of mine to serve as a pool of strength, faith, hope, love and all that you need it to be in your time of need. I'm here to remind you this, like the English football club say, "You Never Walk Alone". When in the face of your abyss and it stares at you so clearly and intently to shove the life out of you, remember that those with similar, and even worse, experiences than you are standing beside you and edging you forward. Stay true to yourself and your values. Remember that your miracle of healing could be in someone else.

I invite @emmanuel-malume, @alphafx, @rexxalo @samsteem1000 @somtobenson to join this contest. My heavenly Father uses men to bless their fellow men; these are the men He has used to bless me and I am forever indebted to these men.

I'm really happy that @fabio2614 @psicoparedes created this contest .