Remember when

I remember it clearly.
I remember my heart dropping.
I knew it was coming.
It came.
My heart was torn down the middle.
My eyes swelled up with tears.
It wasn't meant to be.
My heart.
Rejected.
I am now grateful though.
What was lost is now found.
There is a new path that lies ahead.
I will follow it.
But not alone.
God will show me the way.
God will show me the one.
He will mend my heart.
He will show me love.