Love & Dating
You tasted of my childhood.
She’s a wonderful listener.
I had no idea that you gave me your number as a formality, or that when you said you would love to get together again, it would be the last time I ever heard your voice. I left thinking, “This could be the start of something,” while you watched me go knowing it was the end.
We tell each other it was the first time that we have went on a date quite like this, and we make sure that it won’t be our last one.
I am rebuilding my life the only way I know how. By starting over, with a clean slate.
Love is not patient. Love is not kind. Love is brutal. Love is irrational. Love hurts.
Allow me to be weak because it still stings. Allow me to embrace the weakness.
You have taught me that you cannot force someone to love you. You cannot be the only one in the relationship willing to try. And you cannot make someone want you for who you really are.
She doesn’t have any desire to spend time with anyone who doesn’t want to spend time with her.
Find someone who understands your struggles. Someone who won’t judge you when your body shakes and your mind won’t shut up.