The crisp morning air usually brought me a sense of peace, but today, it did little to quiet the restless churn in my mind. Every passing movement of my life was spent thinking about him.
Tristan.
He had been on my time for the longest time actually; three years. For three years and counting, I drowned in the thoughts of Tristan and I couldn't find a way to banish them.
It had been far too long since I had seen him, since I had heard his voice, since I truly connected with him. And to be honest, that was entirely my fault and I get that I deserved it but we all make mistakes right?
Our past. It was a beautiful, complicated mess. Tristan and I, we'd been something special. He had just gotten through a divorce with his ex wife and was ready to really embrace who he really was with me and I was drawn to his charm, his kindness, his looks and the way that he loved me.
It was one of those romance novel kind of love; The deep, intense kind that felt like it could break through any barrier a
