107. Where It All Began
A simple touch. A careless kiss. Flirting on the beach.
A quick glance turned to a romance.
A flower here, a chocolate there. Friday date nights after a hard week's work.
She was special. She was super nice. She was smart. She had it all.
Unfortunately, it was not meant to be. She wanted something I could not give her.
I don't know where she is. We never really broke up nicely. It was one of the worst break-ups imaginable.
A titanic disaster in my mind.
Anyway, I hope she is all good.
I wish her all the best.
By the way, my birthday is near. She promised me a gift. I got something else entirely.
A bag full of 💩
Love letters returned.
I burned them right away.
This blog is an attempt to recreate the feeling of the love of my life.
P.S.
Thanks for the memories. I lav u. I always will.
Take care.
All the best.
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