When I fell in love with him, it completely changed the way I thought about life.
I had all but forgotten how to love at that point. I was convinced I would never find someone and had completely given up on the idea that my true love was ever even out there.
"How did he get you to fall in love with him?"
He didn't have to. It was fate. Love at first sight. When I met him, it was crazy. I didn't know why, but I couldn't take my eyes off him. And I knew we had a connection because everytime someone got him talking, his responses were as if
I was the one answering, and when I got him talking, we didn't stop. I knew from the first day that he was the one. My one true love. We were destined to meet, fated to love. It felt like I'd known him my whole life. It felt beyond perfect. He gave me back hope and promised me a future.
The Ghost of the Fallen Angel
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RandomJust random things that i randomly write for some random reason or another. Some of it is depressing, some isn't. Most of it is found in old journals. All of it is from my heart. (Also I'm condensing most of my older posts on here all onto this one)
