There will come a day where you will be free.
You will fall out of love with the boy you were sure you would marry. It may be soon, or it may be far, but everything eventually comes to an end when you give it time.
Surely, you will be reminded of your love for him when you’re sitting outside and remember how much he loved the smell of freshly cut grass or when you’re driving and his favorite song comes on or when you look into his eyes and see a glimpse of the universe you once saw in them.
But there will be a time in which it doesn’t hurt anymore. You’ll finally notice other boys around you and more importantly, you will notice the beauty in yourself because no matter how cliche it sounds, you have learned to love yourself without needing him to do it for you.