Love

Lost, Found, Lost Again

I was fine just wandering this world alone. Just a few friends to help me along the way, I was ready to go out in the world single.

Then you just showed up one day. You stole my heart. And I didn't even want it back.

I was in the best spot an 18 year old girl could be. Oh, I was so in love.

All of a sudden you were ripped from me. Yes, you decided in the end. It was the strangest thing. I thought everything was going well. As we bid goodbye, I cried for days. I didn't know if I would ever return to who I once was.

A few months later, a source told me you had moved on. Every time I saw you, you were surrounded by girls. You're so beautiful, I don't blame them at all. I almost puked seeing you with someone else.

We rarely talked. It hurt me too much.

Almost a year after we split, you reached out. You told me things I never thought I would hear from you again. To hear you were still in love with me sent a shock through me. I thought I lost my chance forever.

We reconnected. I admitted to myself and you that I never got over you. We talked for so many hours and found out we both made mistakes. Then, we kissed.

How much I missed kissing you. You're so beautiful. A little piece of heaven that I can be intimate with.

We decided to wait until we adjust to college and the life to see if we should be together. You think it would be easy. We love each other, right?

Nothing is that simple.

Just like that, you're gone again. But this time it hurts even more. Because this time I have you but you're just out of reach.

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I didn't know what I was missing. I had you and it was the most wonderful thing in he world. Then I lost you. My life was an emotionless shell of what it used to be. Then I got you again. Except it was neither here nor there. It was known but not to be searched for until a better time.

And that fucking sucks.