I was kind of broken, holding on a thin line, working on my own. I thought I found one, but unfortunately, he proved me wrong. I wanted to believe again, to have that thrill and be loved, but I made myself understand that it's going to be a temporary moment in my life.
Well, I lost hope in finding the perfect one, realizing perfect ones don't even exist, that we got to accept each other's past situations, traumas, flaws, bruises and everything about them, until I found my match.
In less than one month, I've been talking to this guy who seems like a bad boy, yet a sweet one and a gentleman. He felt so different from everyone I know, the purpose of talking to me was just being friends, but we were vibing in different ways, the conversation had a U-turn.
Lust was crawling up our bones, we were both attracted to each other, we started flirting and finally met. Everything felt so easy with him, he is a crystal clear soul. Had a past, yes, but he is all I ever wanted in a man.
He made everything seem easy, healing the cracks of my breaking soul.
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Weird Inspirations
Historia CortaThe content contains short paragraphs which I wrote over years on the different feelings and experience of life I had and inspirations out of nowhere.
