Hi and thanks for reading. I did love her. But I knew. Deep down I knew it wasn’t right. Does that mean you really love someone? I don’t know. I’m sure she felt the same.

It was like we were both wearing shoes that were slightly too big. They’re nice shoes sure, but they’re just not right. You want them to be right, because everyone says they’re nice shoes and you’ve got no reason to not love these shoes, but they’re bothering you, a little, all the time.

They’re just not the fit you were hoping for. But you bought them now.

It doesn’t mean you don’t love them, it’s just that then when you put on shoes that do fit, you suddenly realise how damn difficult it was wearing those ones that were a tiny bit too big. Those shoes weren’t meant to be.