first love.

i think you can fall in love by yourself.

i did.

once upon a time i loved a boy. a man.

and much as i'm loath to admit it, a part of me will always love him.

but yesterday as i was sitting on a toilet, halfway across the world, with my pants pooled around my ankles and i looked up to see a film advert with his name on it, two thoughts crossed my mind:

1. if only i'd never met him


2. the world is much, much too small