I got lost when I lost you

I don’t think I even know how to start or what I really want to talk about here. Well, the truth is that I lost you that day… And I’m not ashamed to say that I got lost when I lost you. Oh, what can I say? You resignified my world and brought new colors to my sky that was only in shades of gray. You welcomed me so well and filled me with so much affection.

Besides, you showed up when I needed comfort the most. Wow, when we first met, I was so vulnerable and still a little hurt… I still didn’t think it was the ideal time to meet other people let alone start a new relationship.

However, a part of me thought that after everything that had happened to me, life would have given me an opportunity to believe in love again and not give up. Or maybe she had finally put in someone who could return all my love and show me that it’s worth believing and insisting on. And I really believed, not only did I believe, but I gave myself body and soul to you.

Ah, but what could I do? Every moment we shared corroborated my thoughts. I will not deny, I still think we could have worked out. I really felt that magic with you. But what I think or feel doesn’t matter to you… If it had, you wouldn’t have walked out that door, and I wouldn’t have lost you that Monday afternoon.