my partial story

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Come into the light…

“How many times have you ever fallen in love?” My friend asks one night.

“Hmmm,” I pause. “I don’t know.”

“How could you not know?” She laughs, “If you were in love, then you’d know.”

But it wasn’t that simple, now was it? Because we were so close to being in love. We were filled with so many possibilities and so much hope before the universe decided to mess with us. And although you were just my “Almost-relationship”, you hurt more than any other breakup I’ve ever had.


“Just once.”

—  Excerpt of a book I’ll never write #58