A Love Lost...
Almost a year ago, I thought I met the love of my life.
He was more different than anyone I have ever dated in my life. He was less serious, seemed so full of life; overall great vibes.
We did everything together, he pushed me to try new things. I jumped off a cliff holding his hands (in both the literal and figurative sense). It was that type of love. The one where you’re willing to try anything because the trust you have for that person is matchless.
We were a lot alike, yet so different.
I should have known, it was too good to be true.














