Boundless love

I first saw him when I was fifteen years old. I thought he was the most handsome man in the world, but I was only fifteen and he was thirty five. He was forbidden not just because he was older but because he was married. He smiled at me and I think I fell a little bit in love. Cheesy I know, but my mama always taught me that love knows no bounds. He gave me hope, hope that I could find someone to love, but eventually that hope died after the night my mother and my innocence were taken away from me. I still think of him from time to time but that hope he gave me that hope I tried to cling to is gone