Slowly over time,
I felt like I was no longer a young heart and I no longer believed in fairy tale. Perfect was no longer in my vocabulary.
But I woke up one day and suddenly… there was this man. Here in my arms, there was this man. You. You became so familiar to me.
There was one night I was looking at you and I found myself thinking about how I could love you for the rest of my life if I tried.
It was right then, I decided that I wanted to try.
And so i’m trying.
I decided to fall in love again.
And this second time is nothing like the first time.
This second time, this time it’s better.
This time could be my last time.