Once love was lost, the pain seemed endless, the thought of dating again, seemed far too reckless.
But slowly, surely, hope started to bloom, a new chapter of love, a chance to consume.
With trepidation, but an open heart, I ventured out, and made a fresh start.
New connections formed, a spark, a flame, a reminder that love, can come again.
The loss will always linger, but so too will love, and I am grateful, for this second chance to rise above.