Summer Like

I am a walking paradox. By definition a paradox is a situation, person, or thing that combines contradictory features or qualities. I think we all are. A love coach I watched on facebook said that as human beings, we are attracted to others who have contradicting attributes, "rare birds". A bad boy who is really caring. A homeless man who is giving and compassionate. A person who possesses two adjacent qualities. The thing about the "rare bird" concept is that everyone I have ever met is a "rare bird".
My two opposing characteristics fall into the relationship category, which in all honesty does nothing but make me obsess over nothing. I am both, a hopeless romantic and a relationship cynic; I tend fall towards the later. I've been alive for 18 years and counting and at this point love is an abstract concept reserved for the lyrically gifted and romance authors, whose work I inhale at an unhealthy rate. That being said, the summer of my 17th year I met a man and for a single week in the greek islands I let go of my fear and just lived. This is our story.