Before I Meet The One

Before I Meet The One

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WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication dim., févr. 21, 2021
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Fiction
Romance
Did true love even exist in a generation filled with lies, manipulation, cheating scandals, and everything else that commonly taints a "solid" relationship? Would a girl like me, a girl who has only ever dreamed of finding a soulmate, be able to find someone who would treat me as a woman would want to be treated: treasured and adored? Are the men in this generation even capable of loving a woman correctly anymore? Is love extinct? All these questions, and I'm pretty sure about 20 or more men have obviously showed me their answers. They drew to me like a coin to a magnet, and each and every one of them would show me just how awful and disgusting men seemed to be. They'd show me that it was an impossible act for them to love any woman. They'd show me that the generation I grew up in, was incapable of loving correctly. And they'd ruin my dream to find my one true match. I'd go through it all, before I meet the one. The tales of the life of a young woman, and her hope to encounter a match made in heaven.
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He just stood there. Looking at me. The way I had reacted had put him in a state of shock. "I... I um," Every word I had learned from pre-school to now had just flew out of my mind and left me speechless. "I should go." I could tell he could barely hear the hurtful words I had just chocked out of my mouth, but I didn't care. Not anymore. I walked away. Fighting back tears. I drove all the way to my house and when I got there I fell against the cold wall. What had just happened? All I knew is that I wasn't able to think straight. My mind was clouded with memories of him. I shook my head trying to forget everything that was involved with him. But I wasn't able to forget. These thoughts were a part of me now. He was a part of me.

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