Lose the Love. Love the Lost.

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I've never been big with relationships maybe it's because my mother maybe it's because I don't feel the need to be in one.

Obviously, when I had turned the right age I would get married and have children. Manly adoption was for me because I saw all the stuff that could happen to you.

Relationships weren't really important, until I met him. I had became friends with this person but surly I didn't want to be involved in a relationship.

My first ever relationship didn't go as strongly as people might think. Dylan was his name. Me and Dylan sure we never actually fought but the reason we broke up the first time was because he wasn't over his ex girlfriend, pretty understandable.

The person who was always there for me though. His name was Bryson. Me and Bryson had a pretty unusual relationship, we were just two sixteen year olds, best friends and nothing could possibly split apart.

How I actually met Bryson? I don't really remember, one day I guess I was just online on a random website and bam! We contacted each other and instantly became who we are today.

What we are today, will always be the same. But at the time me and Bryce actually talked, I was in round two of me and Dylan's relationship and I actually really did believe Dylan absolutely was the one.

I stayed loyal to Dylan throughout our relationship but a little voice in the back of my head told me he wasn't the one. I had to open up my feelings which was hard to do because as a child my mother didn't pay attention to me and my father, well let's just say he wasn't any shape of form connected to my life. My father had left my mother when I was a baby, I didn't really know him.

Anyways, back with the story. After I opened my feelings towards everyone, I started to get more and more feelings between Bryce and I. The voice wasn't there anymore and everytime I talked to this wonderful guy I met just on a small electronically device. I don't know how to describe the feeling.

It felt like someone had opened a cage full of thousand and thousand of butterflies and they were crawling throughout the arteries in my stomach.

I fell in love. But, I was still dating that one guy, whom I had feelings for but not as many. I was a lost girl not knowing who or what I wanted.