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I've always been a bit of a hopeless romantic. I grew up in a small town surrounded by rolling hills and fields of wheat. My family was poor but we never went hungry because my mom would always make sure to cook big meals for us all together. There was something so special about those dinners that I still miss them to this day. As I got older, I started to realize that maybe life wasn't going to be as simple as it had been when I was a kid and that realization scared me half to death.
But then one summer changed everything. I met him at the town's annual festival. He was tall, dark-haired guy with piercing blue eyes who seemed like he had just stepped out of a movie. We danced together under the stars and talked about our dreams for hours on end. It felt like we had known each other forever but it was only after that night that I realized I'd never been happier in my life.
That's when everything started to go wrong. We moved away from town, got married young, and then he left me. He said he needed space, that he wasn't ready for all the things we were supposed to have together yet but the truth was he just didn't want it at all. It took me a long time to heal from his betrayal but eventually I learned that there is more than one way to find happiness and sometimes you have to learn how to be happy with yourself first.
I've always felt like I'm meant for something greater
