Maybe it’s my fault because I didn’t take things slow.

Things just felt right.

I was flying and everything was perfect.

Nothing could feel better.

I could finally see the path ahead of me.

My future was laid out right there. Clear as day.

But sometimes paths diverge and detours need to be taken.

I followed the signs and travelled carefully. I didn’t want to lose my way.

I’d lost it.

It wasn’t for my lack of trying though.

I knew something was off as I followed that detour. But there was nothing else I could do. I had to follow it.

But I soon came upon a dead-end.

And I hit it hard.

My heart broke. It hurt so much that I cried. A lot.

I still can’t believe it.

I love her so much that I’m not sure I’ll be able to get over this any time soon.

But she gave me so much.

I didn’t know that love like this actually existed. She helped me to love. And they say that it is better to have loved and lost than to have never loved at all.

Whoever said that is a wise, wise man.

I wouldn’t take anything back. I’m sure that I will love her forever.

I’m just sad that we are no longer on the same path.

I wish there was something I could do.

I wish I could just hold onto her and never let her go.

But I know that I need to.

I wish her the best on her journey.

And I hope it takes her where she wants to go.

Safe journeys my love.

(I told you it was a sad story.)

New update to this story, (but it’s still sad.) Read Part 2.