THERE ARE ALL KINDS OF LOVE IN THIS WORLD, BUT NEVER THE SAME LOVE TWICE.

🌹 Her soul was a garden filled with daffodils, roses, and daisies. Every time she smiles, they all bloom and fill the air with the sweet scent of her love.

In time, the hurt began to fade and it was easier to just let it go. At least I thought it was. But in every person I met in the next few weeks and months, I found myself looking for you, and when the feelings got too strong, I’d write you another letter. But I never sent them for fear of what I might find. By then, you’d gone on with your life and I didn’t want to think about you loving someone else. I wanted to remember us like we were that autumn or summer. I didn’t ever want to lose that.