Last week was the birthday of my grandmother. I love my grandparents dearly, they were the one who raised me up, but they are gone. Both of them passed away only days apart…that’s true love I suppose.

Lucky are those who find their soulmate, their one great love.

The woman that made me want to become better, there was only one in my entire life. And after I lost a girl like that, they all became the same to me, its just meaningless repetition. She’s my one true one. My puppy love, my first and last girlfriend, my first kiss, the one I first made love with, the one who swept me off my feet.

I found her, I lost her. Its a cruel truth but our lives are like parallel lines, it will never meet.

And she’s stuck in my mind, now…and for the rest of my stupid life