To him, love is like a two edge sword. To him, love, and the potential for new love gave him two different emotions. The excitement of someone possibly new in his life. Someone who might not be like the others. Someone who could be everything that he asked for, or close to it. Those feelings are tempered with other feelings, fear of getting hurt again. Fear the the next relationship will end with bitter taste if disappointment that he is so familiar with.
That Thursday, he wasn't looking for love. It wasn't on his mind. He was at his favorite place on Ocean Boulevard: the beach side lounge that he likes going to. He was sitting at the bar, when one of the most beautiful women that he's ever seen walked into the room. Their eyes met and it seems as if time stopped for a few moments. Her long brown hair blew in the ocean side wind. She sat next to him and they began a conversation that would end up lasting for months.
It was there and along the nearby ocean side where they would be spending much time. Talking for hours, walking along the beach, sips or beer and tequila at the bar, surfing the waves, making love in the dunes under the moonlight. It seemed as if everything was as close to perfect as it could get.
But like with the others before, things had to change. Like the summer season, she left. Out of his life. Now he is left with the same feeling if hurt and disappointment that he knows so well. Every time that he drives by that place he feels a pain. A pain and a hurt and memories of what used to be. The place on Ocean Boulevard.
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