27th August 2019 - 28th September 2019
I met my third boyfriend at work and I was startling how quickly we connected. He spent the whole night talking to me before I met him after work and he stayed over at mine. The next day, because I truly felt like he was The One for me, I booked a coach ticket up to Newcastle the next day and stayed the next wonderful three nights at his.
He was a Royal Marine and deployed to Belize (I know, I had no idea where that was either) just two weeks into our relationship. I had promised to write him letter's everyday, and I kept that promise. However, I only managed to find a way to send them to him after we had broken up, and after that I never did.
I think there were quite a few underlying concerns (or at least misunderstanding's) on both our parts, and I would have been willing to work through anything and stand by him no matter what, if it hadn't have been those three fatal words: 'We aren't together.'
To him, they probably meant that we'll take a break and make things work when I'm not out fighting, but to me, if our relationship is over - that's it. There is no going back.
In spite of all that, I still hope he's okay and won't get in the way of any bullets.
For and inspired by,
The one that still hurts,
Darren Clark X
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Tales of Bygone Lovers
PoetryThis is the collection of poems and song lyrics I wrote during and after my first three relationships and one of my crushes. Although some of them will be soppy, all of them were written to help me express my feelings at the time. One of the only go...
