When I met him it was late Summer. I had been alone for too long and forgotten the taste of love. I had forgotten the drive, the desire, and the passion that lived within me. I had spent much time alone after my heart break before meeting someone, settling in, convincing myself I was happy, and once again being hurt. However, this time I had hurt someone too. I had hurt the partner I convinced myself to settle down with. I had hurt him when I woke up from the intermission in my mind and my pretend reality. I had let myself think that was where I belonged and once I let myself wake up and I let myself quit settling, I had been alone. I had been lonely for what felt like an eternity. I craved touch from one who would make that touch feel impossibly real. I craved passion that would make me question everything. I craved feeling desired and the drive to desire another. In late Summer, I found him. I found the man who I would fall in love with in a way contrary to what I ever believed was possible.
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The Man Who Changed My World
RomanceI met him in the Summer The warm craze of the weather driving us mad for one another I met him as a stranger and as we grew closer I fell in love And then our love grew deeper and now I can't get enough
