Broken By An Angel: How Unconditional Love Hurts


Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

These words are repeated hundreds of times each day, by pastors, by prayers, by puberty-ridden girls. Its notion is pure, its intentions are to do good, and similar to the Word itself, stresses that faithfulness will be rewarded. And it will. However, if there had been an alternate ending to 1 Corinthians or if a Newer Testament were published today, I would like it to elaborate on the vast complexities of unconditional love. Because it is patient, it is kind, but it is also very burdening.

She came into my life at a time of grief. Like a grey cloud rung to dry, my life was a mess. Abandoned by friends and kept company by depression, She was my desperate prayers answered. She cradled my heart with kindness; she nursed me back to health. In the time we were in a relationship, a developed an unwavering, unconditional love for her. She wasn’t just my lover, she was family.

It always stays with you. The romantic remnants have long dissipated; fantasies of reconciliation became faint, and with time I was able to accept that we as a unit had seen our end. That’s how love works. With unconditional love, however, your wellness for them runs deep in your veins. When I kneel, I still pray for the girl who broke my heart because at one time, he held my heart. When she pops into my head, even on the days the mirage makes me lose my balance, I love her, I hope for her, I care for her. It’s not something I boast in nobility; I wish I didn’t possess a heart so tender. I am constantly snagged by the tattered pieces of her presence, and I think it would be easier if I hadn’t loved her the way I had. Like a ghost; the love haunts you, and like a ghost; you wonder if the love was ever even there. But through the damning regrets, you know you would never really ‘give up the ghost.’



It doesn’t compare. Carrie Underwood put it best in her single “Wine After Whiskey”; ‘Once you’ve tasted a love that strong you can’t go back and you can’t settle on, anything else and that’s what gets me.’ This was the relationship that taught me love isn’t measured in gestures ‘it can’t really be measured at all’ but displayed more justly through sacrifices. Unconditional love is making yourself a refuge for the other person. It’s giving them what they need and what they don’t know they need; helping them financially and emotionally, faithfully. For better or worse, I made her happiness and needs a priority.When she didn’t know or love herself. What I felt when I cared for her was a feeling so cozy, I could have lived there forever. So when forever is no longer an option, and you move on, you date again. You get excited again. But until you experience that cozy feeling you get from sacrifice, you never feel unconditional love again. And that’s what gets me.

It is resilient. For the moments you know you should give up; you don’t, you won’t and you never will. Because in spite of the destruction and in spite of the lies, you know this to be true: you unconditionally love her. Even when you love yourself to finally walk away from the relationship, you love her. Which is different than wanting to be with her. You don’t want her, you just want the best for her; today, tomorrow and forever.


I found each time I spoke sentiments to her during our relationship, I was subconsciously taking a vow. Love is patient, love is kind. Love is unforgettable, incomparable and resilient and incredibly irrational. And this is how you get broken by angel.



1 comment

  1. wow, this is quite a read I must say. Touché… as I read it I mumbled a short prayer that I hope to feel that kind of love some day and I pray that the harsh heart breaking experiences with people won’t change me.

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