I have never been in love with someone to the point where I felt compelled to be with them at random parts of the day for no reason at all.
I have never been so attracted to someone that seeing them just makes me want to tear off all their clothes and make love to them in the most passionate way possible.
I have never felt connected to someone else that when they are not around I feel incomplete.
I have never trusted anyone enough to marry them.
I have never been in someone’s presence with the feeling that they are staring straight into my soul.
I have never had the energy to fight for someone. If something was tearing us apart I just let it happen because I never cared enough to try to make things work.
I have never met someone worth starting a life with.
I have never been with someone who takes away my fear of commitment.
I have never been with someone who gives me the courage to be fearless.
I thought I was in love many times but I see now that I never was.
I haven’t met someone special worth missing, worth crying over years later.
I have yet to meet the person who will make mistakes with me and continue on with life with their hand in mine.