The emotions were so beautiful, intense and pure that it honestly felt like it was the first time I’ve ever loved someone.
And it didn’t work out.
Just 40 days after we met, he ended it.
I know it was my fault. He was so good, too good, and I wasn’t good enough for him. I was always honest and tried my best to make him feel special, happy.
I really tried but not everything is within my control I suppose.
I’m breaking in half. I am fractured. I still love and miss you…