‘Just like you cannot predict when a star becomes a shooting star I could not predict that I would see him more night. I cannot say there was any love in the picture but I treasured the feeling that Jack gave me. On that first night after our break-up I knew little of the nights that there still where to share. More nights to enjoy and every night we shared, was a treasure locked into my heart, a treasure to hold and never to be shown to others. We lived on, apart but still together and once in a while we would find each other under a starry sky. We really had nothing in common, nothing to share. At day we were like strangers but at those nights we always knew how to find each other. 1
It wasn’t like every time our eyes would meet that we would fall into each other arms. Or if I have to be honest, that I fell into his arms. There were nights that we didn’t notice each other, or tried to ignore for that part. We would kiss and dance with others, date other people. I still don’t know how he felt about it but there were times that I liked our ‘settlement’ or however you want to call it. I found it nice to know that there was someone, someone who would want me for me, not because I was a nice hunt or easy but because of me.2
We grew apart and it became more and more common to have nights with others then with each other. Jack kind of drifted to the back of my mind, always there, lingering on in the distance, but not permanently attending every thought I had. I dated others, some serious, some just a fling but they were others, others to share a night with, others to dream about, Others to long to and others to miss. 3
I have found out by now that no one can replace him, no one else can give me that special feeling of being wanted. Some came real close none succeeded in giving me that one feeling I longed so strongly for. In time the nights came back, back from the past. No longer the only thing of which my love/ lust life consisted because we still dated others. I do not know about him but I never cheated on anyone, I came close on some occasions but never did. So if we met we would dance, kiss and then kiss some more but we never talked, not even during the daytime. I cannot recall one day of just being together, talking, No memory of a single conversation until a night in February.’4
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She stopped writing and put down the pencil. Her wrists were starting to hurt but the words just kept pouring out. Getting a midnight snack consisting of roasted garlic almond mixed with crushed cheese crackers gave her the break and energy she needed to tell what really made her loose her faith in ‘The one.’ She felt stupid that even after all this time she still couldn’t make people understand what they had and that there where moments she wished that it had never happened. 6
‘Jack had always been a flirt, not only with me but with everyone. He could brighten someone’s day just by smiling and he knew that he had that capacity. Where I used to live, Jack had a certain name made for himself; He was, what we call, an hunter, the hunt for a girl is ten times better than actually having her. That is partly why I was so longing for those nights we shared, he had, had me, he knew how to get me and still I remained his prey. Some people would call it a player but I believe that a player is more secretive with his moves. Jack would never promise someone forever when it was only for a night. Everybody knew that Jack is the kind of boy/ man that you cannot bind unless he’s ready. There is no talk of being afraid of commitment, he just isn’t the person that longs for a steady relationship. He was an hunter, surrounded by his friends, out for his next victim that he would seduce.7
After about three years playing around, not only with Jack but also with others, I was ready for something more serious. I met Roman and fell for him. What we had was intense but extremely self-destructive, we had passion. We had fights with passion and made love with passion, he was jealous with passion and I was mad with passion. Just like everybody you once were crazy for, this being lovers or friends, Jack never left my mind. I loved Roman, I loved him dearly; he could make me laugh by telling me about Guy, our imaginary stalker, or by jumping on my bed wearing these alien antennas on his head. He could make me go crazy by telling me what a total mess I was, not worthy of his love or attention or he would try to know everything I knew.8
We had our differences, maybe we only had differences but one of the things he really hated about me was that I couldn’t take him to parties of my friends.9
Not that I was ashamed of him but his jealousy caged me and I felt like I was choking if he was there. I had so many people I knew, tons of them where man and he was always asking me; ‘Did you share nights with him, or him, or him?’ Ramon was the kind of guy who would only kiss someone if he loved them and a peck on the lips between friends was something you just didn’t do.10
Sometimes you know that you will not end with the person you are currently in a relationship with. You don’t even want to end up with them but the reason why is unknown until you find someone with who you want to spend the rest of your life. Roman was someone who I did not want to spend the rest of my life with So after more then a year we broke up and life became clear again.'11
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still needs a little work with spelling but not everyones perfect im pretty sure i need work too...but yet again you have entranced me into your story...and i can relate...good write...Adam
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im loving it. its a great write and im gonna read the next part and comment on all of it.
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10/10
I feel.... Ripped off? 
I want to read more! Gimme more 
. Well, Okay, Maybe it's best I don't read more because this made me burst into tears:
"I have found out by now that no one can replace him, no one else can give me that special feeling of being wanted. Some came real close none succeeded in giving me that one feeling I longed so strongly for."
It reminds me so much of my ex, Blah, Just hit home really hard. However this is really good and I'm hoping that it isn't done, 
I can't wait to read more hun, Great job. 
♥ Frances Lynn
P.s Once again I'll be back with a clappy hands for you 
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Wow this is lovely!it is a reality.you actually explained love and relationships in your story.i absolutely love it!i like the ending.it makes it clear how most people feel when their in relationships.bravo!
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