the end, possibly never

loving is dangerous

So, these days been some dedicated to reminisce over my first love. This Substack is turning two years old on New Year’s Eve. And quite frankly, all this time I’ve been in love with the same person, swooning over them, delivering those musings to you. It had been my first time and around that Christmas it had been my first heartbreak. How come this person has been all I write about since? I. don’t. know.