One door closes,

A whole building of doors open. I realized the man I thought I loved was sleeping with another women. I’ve mourned, I’ve hated, I’ve moved on. Now I’m realizing that I have a whole life to live. I was going to stay in this small town I never really liked for him and now I have all these new ideas and dreams. I’m moving in with a close friend in a few short weeks and I plan on saving up enough money to move to my dream city; New York. 

A broken heart helps growth more than I ever thought possible.