Our love for shoes, it’s secure and filled with admiration. There’s also the distraught when you wake up and put on your second best pair, only because your favourite ones are at the shoe-hospital. (Read: Shoe-Repair) You always remember your special heels; they’re the ones that always led to compliments from strangers in the street. A dozen more compliments were showered from friends commenting on how great your legs looked, potentially confusing the enhanced shape with a new workout routine.
 

Unfortunately, as most things come to an end with time I have to bid adieu to the magic. It will be heart wrenching as I remember the moments we’ve stepped out together. I may even have, at the time, called it true love.
After a while I see a brighter side as I learnt what shape suited me, what make they were, the height of heel and angle of toe that looked so perfect without pinching. All the small details that, hopefully, will help me love again.

So what’s it like in love? In real and true partnership, a human to another. In my childhood, up to my teens, I could fall completely and madly in love with someone. As the years passed I have come to regard that feeling as strong infatuation. It would at the time have been based on what I felt then, rather than what I knew. I could stand there and confess my undying love without really knowing anything at all – I don’t mean that I didn’t know my feelings because they were more real than anything, but it’s more like I did not actually have to know as much about a person, as I would a love interest today.

Since then I have loved, and truly been In Love with another. After two years the relationship came to an end: I was heartbroken. In every single way possible I knew that my heart did truly break when it ended. I was not sure at the time if I could love again, but I seriously doubted it. I was left with gaping wounds and gaping holes inside of me, that the relationship had filled before taking back.

Time, is a magical. Time was what healed the wounds and I dare say they are as close to completely healed as they ever will be. Don’t get me wrong, they still left deep scars that may one day fade, but never entirely vanish!

I am glad I did not shut myself down when I had a loss in love, and even if I did, I came around. Love is something that everyone yearns to have but also to give. So as much as you deserve to be loved again and many times over, I believe that there is people out there in this world that deserves to be loved by you.

A lifetime can be a very long time. Life is about living and learning and unfortunately that includes learning from your own mistakes and regrets. The one thing I have learnt for myself is how strong the feeling of 'falling in love' actually can be: From the moments I can’t help but keep a constant smile on my face, to waking up knowing that ‘this is what true happiness feels like’. The incredible joy of seeing all those feelings reflected back to you in your other half makes everything else seem truly insignificant. If going through life without daring to love or be loved meant that I would never experience these feelings, I would not want to live at all!

So, however much I have hurt in the past I have come to realise that it won’t matter much in five years time. The moments of where I have truly loved in life are by far the happiest ones I have had. I can’t imagine my life without them. For this reason I will keep putting myself out there and risk hitting rock bottom. Living is about loving big as much as loving small. I aim to always give love as, ultimately, it will cost me nothing. I do believe that what it will do instead is lead me to something far greater in return.

How many times do you think you can love in a lifetime? What are your best tips for recovering from heart-break?
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