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Our Frist Dates Were Our Last

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A quiet morning. A strange sense of relief. When he wakes up, something feels different. The sunlight feels warmer. The air feels lighter. It is a feeling he has never known before, yet it feels familiar, almost nostalgic. Like a memory that does not belong to him. As the day unfolds, that calm begins to crack. Questions surface. Time feels distorted. The relief slowly turns into uncertainty. He starts to realise that whatever happened the night before changed more than he understands. And the deeper he looks, the more he begins to fear that some memories are not meant to be remembered.
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Chapter 1 - Love at first site

Love at first site

The first day I saw you, I knew you were the love of my life.

I know that sounds bad. You would say reckless 

But when you know you know trust me 

Time didn't stop. Hell didn't freeze 

But something felt different 

Something shifted 

After that moment. 

Somehow everything made more sense 

It was the 7th of January 2025 

Today can't be worse than yesterday. Surely? 

A cold morning. The kind of cold that makes you want to question your whole existence

You just want to lay in bed. When I woke up I had nothing fun to look forward to. Nothing cute.Nothing wholesome. Nothing loving. Just me and my studio apartment the size of a bean. Thats your wording not mine 

And I would agree it was a bit small. Extremely quiet. Too quiet almost. Just a small humming sound coming from the fridge and the occasional vibration of my phone informing me about someone else's life and what they are doing. I didn't feel lonely in a dramatic way. But i felt invisible like life was just happening and i was just watching 

Getting out of that bed felt like a negotiation. I rolled on to the floor, just let gravity do the job, wondering how I still managed to feel so tired. The day didn't even start?. Like all the best love stories. This one started with me doomscrolling tiktok, questioning how I even got here. 

That morning felt so normally it sacred me. Is that how i wanted to live 

So when I came across this video about going for a run in the park.fresh air. New year's motivation and all that. So for once I listened. Got dressed. Laced my shoes and of i went 

The park was calming. Quiet in the early-january way, birds watching people from trees, kinda like how we would. Old dogs learning new tricks from young puppies. The sun's beam bouncing off the lake and landing under a tree. Where a couple sat together,laughing. 

I kept running past, alone in my own world 

I wasn't in a rush, but it wasn't that present either. Just moving forward out of habit, letting my thoughts run faster than my legs. I was no longer seeing these faces or events around me. I did not expect anything to happen. It now felt kinda like the other empty morning, this time i was just running 

And that's when everything changed 

my ankle buckled 

I was sent flying into the forwards 

Landing on the first person who was unlucky enough to run past me.

Luckly for me. It was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. Eyes that felt kind. A smile that felt welcoming and hair so perfect it somehow survived me crashing into you full speed 

Now this is the part where you normally hear "and that's how i met your mother" or for my case my wife, but in that moment i wanted nothing more than the word to swallow me whole. Its was so embarrassing how could i fall like that 

Panicking i said the worst line i could possibly say 

"Thanks for saving me. Maybe you save my number and i can rep[ay you sometimes" 

I know. So smooth. 

You paused. A gentle smile showed. And in true fashion you said 

"Ill accept. But you get my number if faith lets you. Be here same time tomorrow" 

Me being me i completely missed the hint and asked you 

" so.. Is that a date" 

"YES" you shouted "CAN I FINISH MY RUN NOW" 

Just like that , as you ran off, leaving me standing there, admiring you, face all red , heart racing faster than some f1 cars, i felt like a teenager all over again and i just asked out my crush

After that run once I got home 

I was singing.

I was Over the moon 

The rest of that day moved in one blur 

Everything else was unimportant to me 

Conversations passed by

I didn't hear anything not even music playing 

All I could think about was tomorrow. 

That one promise 

That trust in faith 

Same place?

Same time?

I had no excuse if im late 

Once the day was over

And i started getting ready for the 

Next, this next day I couldn't mess up 

So I set three alarms, its was like i was getting a flight 

I laid my clothes out on the side like it was a job interview 

I kept on thinking about how faith could decide I need to be late 

Or what if you didn't show up 

I had never been more nervous about being on time

Yet excited about the event I was doing.

So that night when i went to bed, it felt like i was kid waiting for santa 

Except in my world santa was a 5 '3 woman who turned the worst morning of my life into the best decision I ever made.

And like a kid waiting for santa 

I barely slept 

Not because I didn't want to 

But because i was replaying those moment 

My brain wouldn't shut up 

Your voice 

How you said yes like it wasn't even a question 

All thoughts zooming around my head 

In reality nothing has changed yet 

I still had the same apartment 

The same sad life 

The same routine 

Yet it was so different 

That one slip in the park did something I could never have planned for. Suddenly the day began to feel lighter, almost it mattered again, like I had a goal to walk towards. Instead of just co-existing in this world. I didnt fix my life overnight. I just no longer felt lost. 

Thats how i knew it was just a one of good moment 

This was the start of something good 

So thank you 

For catching me that day 

And for saying yes 

As well as trusting faith just enough to give me a chance 

So thank you