Have you ever said, “I love you,” then come to regret it?
Have you ever said it, fully meaning it, and then watch the relationship dissolve (or explode), feeling like it may have never meant anything at all?
I know this because I see it, and you probably do to, all over Facebook, Instagram, college coffee shops, and the rest. Everyone likes to make a joke out of the couples who started dating last Thursday and are already confessing their deep love for each other every chance they get. (If that’s you, don’t feel too bad. It took me 3 days once.)
But right now, I want to speak to those of you who are like me; the one’s who have said it and have had it said to you, only to have that word add to the pain of the relationship breaking off.