Saturday, 6 February 2016
04:58:20 PM (GMT)
There's nothing that hurts worse than losing someone you were in love with.
You become so close this person, and the beginning is always the best part.
It's where everything is still mysterious and you have to come up with a way to
decode the other person's wiring.
The secret glances at each other, inside jokes, and making a fool of yourself usually
go along with it.
Once the person is gripped to your brain, you just can't see anything but them.
It makes your heart want to jump out of your chest and into the other person's
You hope that it'll be cherished and adored because it is so fragile, and it's the
only thing you really have to offer.
Then it happens, feelings are felt more intensely, you find all of their flaws and
imperfections beautiful, you just can't seem to take your attention and eyes of this
They're held up so high and radiate the qualities you hope they'll keep from your new
discovery in this person's brain.
Things will progress,
More affection is displayed.
I miss the moments when I could hug the person so tight and hear their heartbeat.
I'm flooded with warmth and it almost feels like we're linking souls.
It's like that cold chill you get down your spine, it's foreign at first but then it
feels good and instinct kicks in.
Then two sets of eyes look at each other.
Romance begins with the perfect kiss.
Everyone has their own unique story about love and how it should go.
You don't really have a choice.
I loved this person very much, and I'm thankful they came in my life.
The hardest part was letting go.
I wanted to believe them when they said they'd change, they cared, promised to never
I've wrote many entries about it before, I'll spare you from me sounding redundant.
Remembering the feeling of being in love though, it makes me scared.
I don't want to be played for a fool.
Dating these days is just really low-key sex.
And being the hopeless romantic I am, I'm stuck in a rut trying to just find someone
to talk to.
I'm not stressing over it though, it'll happen when it's suppose to and I can't force
But I really do have so much love to give, and you know it's a shame.
Just the feeling of someone always being there for you is reassuring and safe.
I wish things could work.
Last edited: 6 February 2016