Youth, Beauty, Freedom, & Passion
To My Old Flame, I Miss You.
Our love was based on youth, beauty, freedom, and passion.
We were young and naive to think we would have a future together.
Our attraction to each other blinded us to the reality we were living with love everything becomes beautiful, possible and easy when it’s not.
Life is hard and sometimes the truth is ugly.
We wanted to be free and spend every minute of everyday in each others arms making it very easy to grow apart every second we weren’t together.
We were crazy for on another making me question if that was actually love or just a infatuation.
Our love seemed like a lifetime.
Dangerous, Passionate, Beautiful, Dramatic I swear it was better than any cliche movie.
And like every movie our “love” ended.
We thought we could get through anything and we did we just couldn’t get through distance...
Like i mentioned before we wanted to spend every minute of everyday in each others arms making it incredibly easy to grow apart every second we weren’t together and with thousands of miles between us you left knowing I wasn’t a couple blocks away.
Love like that only survives under a fire but when it rains and a storm blows it out all that’s left is smoke of the fire that once burned.
Memories of a Love that once was.
