Once, I was late to work and had to rush out of the house

Life. Regrets. Second chances.

His name was Ruben. He had been through a tough breakup too. No dramatic cheating, just the slow crumbling of something that used to be good.

He didn’t try to impress me. He didn’t pretend. He just listened. Really listened.

We met again a week later. And then again.

There was no grand romance at first. Just comfort. Honesty.continue reading …