I was in Paris for the first time the
I was in Paris for the first time the other day and was wondering the city by myself. It was a beautiful, warm February day and I was taken in by the majestic nature of the city. For some reason, the only thing on my mind was that last girl that I loved. She and I have grown apart since she ended things after being unwilling to commit. Even though we have not talked much in the past year, I have this gut feeling that she might be the person who can fill me with the most love and make me the most happy in life.
I may be young and filled with romantic idealism, but being close to her inspires me and helps me see the beauty of the world in a way that I don’t think anyone else can. She is one of those people who you never fully understand, who captivates you with a smile, makes you want to be a better man, and helps you to see beauty in things you never saw it in before.
We are on the rocks right now. We are distant and hardly talk. But perhaps this separation is necessary for us so she can really experience the independence of her early 20’s.
All I know is that when you meet someone that captivates you like this; show a little patience, have a little faith, experience the best the world has to offer, and let God take care of the rest.