Part 2 Chapter 7

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I still love you. I know I always will.

But maybe, just maybe writing this and rereading it will make me get over you like I got over evan.

I know it will take longer and I know I'm not ready for another relationship.

But I will be.

I can promise you that Tyler Raines.

I love you, always.

-Kayla

Out of all the articles I've posted about my Tyler, this is the one that hurts the most. We started talking around the beginning of September. We met for the first time on October 11th, that was also the day he officially asked me to be his girlfriend. I remember everything there is to remember about the 6'0 soldier that stole my heart so damned easily. I remember connecting my eyes to his the first time, our first kiss, being excited because -- for once -- a guys hands were bigger than mine. I remember sitting on that couch as he cupped my face and told me he loved me. I remember those 3 am FaceTime calls while he was in Louisiana training, hearing him laugh at my reaction to him waking me up. Hearing him tell me he loved my sleepy voice. Things happened so fast with him and my heart soared with a love that I didn't think was possible. He called me Princess, something I haven't let anyone do since Boo died in 2013. I remember the day he left, exactly 11 days after he asked me to be his girlfriend. It wasn't a relationship to him. I wasn't legitimately his. I know this now and this article made me realize that even more. With tear filled eyes I'm posting this status and admitting that after a month after we've "broken up" I'm still hopelessly in love with him.  Things get easier, right?

http://www.puckermob.com/moblog/to-my-almost-relationship-i-wish-you-were-a-better-man?utm_campaign=coschedule&utm_source=facebook_page&utm_medium=PuckerMob

I've realized a few things since I last added stuff to this story.

A). I did love Tyler.

B). I do love Tyler.

C). I will always love Tyler.

But you know something? Loving someone so worthless and immature isn't the type of love I need.

He isn't worth my time and my heartbreak. He doesn't deserve me.

I'm through ugly crying over the soldier that trampled my already wounded heart. I'm through connecting every song to him.

Oh no. I need the strong willed and annoying love that every girl desperately needs.

I need that Third Love like Kate Rose had talked about in her article.

It's time to hear Wedding Bells 👰🏻

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Pregnancy brain has made me forget the last of it that I wanted to add to the end of this story. Whatever.

-Kayla

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