𝖍 𝖊 𝖆 𝖛 𝖊 𝖓 𝖛𝖘 𝖍 𝖊 𝖑 𝖑

Safe to say, reflecting on the past few months, life feels surreal. But it's my actual real life. Bless me, for i have blessed myself. Thank god this mf showed me the worst experience of my life. I don't worry no more, i don't cry no more, i don't compensate and fix no more, i lost all the worst parts of my life, parts that were never supposed to be my responsibility nor problem.

I find myself surrounded by love, passion, happiness, motivation, calmness, peace, laughter, compassion, empathy, sympathy, tranquility, fun, closeness, lust, desire and loads more. Life feels like a fever dream, but one you'd gladly die to.

My highs are ecstatic, my lows are higher than the highs in my past relationship. I feel a little stupid for letting myself be limited by a broken soul. But what can i say, i saw my potential and i saw my love, and thought to myself, this is going to be extraordinary. And it could've been. But it does always take two. Looking back i never failed myself. He failed me, thank god he did. My life would've been wasted away. I would've been full of regret.

I gave myself another chance at life. And without any effort, it flourished. In the depth of all despair i did tend to all my wounds caused by him, while still keeping everything else well maintained. My job, my friends, my family, myself, my heart.

I thought to myself, maybe it's just the first month that id feel this way, maybe things will haunt me, just a high high, before the low low. More than 6 months in there has been no low, there has been not even a shred of doubt. Just bliss.

And as fast as i fell for him, as i let go, so fast he was forgotten. Gone is the memory of the way that he feels, smells, even his face is blurry, can't hear his voice in my head no matter how hard i try to recall it. It all has been overwritten, in a span of a few weeks, it's all been wiped. I do feel a sort of way, that this is how our story ended, i'll try my best to describe it. It leaves me with a mixed feeling of relief, disbelief and a tiny sting, followed by this overcoming rush of lightness.

I see life with new eyes, before i really wanted love, i wanted this unity. I craved connection. Now most important to me is my freedom. I'll never let myself be caged up again. Life can be so grand. So much to see, so much to feel, so much to experience. I've been able to experience so much everyday. Looking into kind eyes, big smiles, loud laughs, stories shared over tasty food and drinks in all places, homes, outside by the river, in the park, where the sun shines bright, grass is soft, air feels clean, playing games, learning new skills, getting back to old hobbies, trying new hobbies, sharing all these things either with myself or with very special people.

And of course cuddles, kisses, touch, sex, in a car, on top of a misty mountain, lust, desire, in my bed, on his coach, in his shower, in my shower, being held close, hard, horny all the time, hours of kisses, holding hands, laying in the sun together, cooking together, sleeping together, sexting day n night, texting day n night, being folded in all positions, ravenous, hungry, lustful, giving full throat, while watching movies and soccer and series, getting eaten, getting fingered, getting it all. I think i've cum more in the past few months than in the last 4 years. And i enjoyed it so much every single time. We both can't get enough. We both keep cuming multiple times every time.