Infatuated with this idea of there being something different in the world, he turned to girls. The memories of her face haunted him. So he looked for her in everyone he met.

He had trouble finding her.

Captivated by thoughts of love, he found himself on a never-ending journey. Looking for something he couldn’t see in himself. He searched far and wide for the face of his forgotten love.

So he tried serial dating.

His obsession with coming face to face had no other option than to grow. So he claimed every girl was her. He found a piece of her in every girl along his journey. He saw through the cracks. He saw them at their lowest points and there he saw himself. The familiarity of despair drew him in.

He wanted to be their hero.

But never once did he want to stay. Their efforts to fill the hole in his heart went unnoticed. He found them all to be a let down. He realized they were never what he was looking for.

But he didn’t stop.

Instead of coming face to face with love, he would always meet the truth. But this truth never discouraged him. The essence of love would always overpower his reality. So kept looking.

He had a three-year crusade for love.

Battling his reality, he continued his search for her. Her soul haunted him as he found himself failing at love. But again this truth never discouraged him.

Infatuated with this idea of there being something different in the world, he looked for her in everyone he met. In hopes of one day finding his muse he claimed the difference was her.

-R

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