Where is the love?

When I said "To be honest, it wasn't until this morning that I realised how much it did hurt..." and that's because that feeling is missing!

And I feel incredible.

I'm all out of love, specifically, I am out of crushes, sweethearts and objects for my affection. For the first time in a long long time I awoke without thought nor fantasy for a man.

I'm not in love, lust or anything...

A clean slate!

Is this officially the first time I have allowed my heart to actually heal?! No fucking way... Call me 30-without-baggage! (Actually let's not curse it just yet...)