They say true love never dies.
Oh how they’re wrong because it does.
True love does die.

It happens suddenly.
It happens out of nowhere.
You could be doing anything.
Getting coffee or reading a book.
Petting your cat or going for a run.
You’re going about your business and then you see them.
That one person who made your day light up like the sun does during the first light of the day. They have that twinkle about them like the North Star.
The sweet smell like the salt in ocean water… But your day isn’t any brighter than it was before anymore.
The twinkle is gone and there’s no sweet scent that kisses your nose.
And when they touched you, your insides ignited and set you aflame.
Your blood pumped through your veins and your heartbeat quickened so fast you were sure it would beat right out of your chest.
Their skin was like honeysuckle and their lips tasted like cherries and wine you got drunk on….however, their touch left you chilled.
Your heartbeat slowed and your blood went about its normal business.
Their skin seemed paler than before and their lips tasted like stale beer and toothpaste.
You feel as though you should feel disappointed but you don’t, for you knew this would happen. You hurt for awhile but soon you find someone else who sets you on fire and smells like the beach.
You find someone else who shines like the Big Dipper and your heart beats at a rapid pace that should concern you.
You find someone else who kisses like the smell of spring and feels like untouched snow.
True love does die because if it was true love to begin with, you’d think that it’d be there forever. That it would never leave your side until it *does.