What A Year

I hadn't realised that it had been over a year since I've written a post. What a year it has been, though.

Not too long after I finished my final post, I met a boy. A very stupid boy who I fell in love with. I knew I was going to marry him. I couldn't get enough of him. We moved in together after three months of knowing each other, and life was perfect.

Until when it wasn't.

He dumped me nine months later, telling me he couldn't do it anymore because we didn't have sex. Now, I know what you may be thinking. Let me assure you because I physically couldn't have sex because I was in pain whenever we tried, and yes I did everything I possibly could to satisfy him. But that wasn't enough for him. That was never enough for him.

Nothing was never enough.

So we broke up and he moved out.

Funnily enough, his sister dumped her man on the same day. I stayed in touch with my ex's sister's ex, Cohen. We became fast friends. It was beautiful. It was amazing. I actually got a crush on him.

But now I haven't seen him in months. Because his sister's partner made me admit I had a thing for him and he didn't feel the same.

So I moved three hours away because I got a full-time job as a waitress.

And then I met him.

The perfect man. The most wonderful, caring, and loving man I've ever known. And I love him. And now I'm making the same mistake of moving in with someone I've known for a few months.

Let's see how this goes, then, hmm?