I have abandonment issues left over from an awful breakup that I went through when I was 20. Since then I have been terrified of letting anyone get close to me.
Last year a beautiful woman flew across the continent to live with me, and I fell in love with her through layers of tears.
Each time I cried, she held me closer. She was the first person in nearly a decade who let me know that feeling things was acceptable.
I don’t know if I’ll ever love again like I did when I was 20. But I have faith.
More love, in 100 words.
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