The Lost One

<p><em style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>#1 Have an adventure - check</em></p><p><em style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>#2 Find confidence - check!</em></p><p><em style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>#3 Experience real love - check?</em></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Yeah I figured I had it all ticked off on my journey as an exchange student in America.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>I lived an adventure when he opened the door to his world for me.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>I found my voice through his challenging behavior.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>I felt true love when I heard those three little words. . .</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Nothing was holding me back from driving off into the sunset with Paul Shields-the person who made me feel at home no matter that my home was thousands of kilometers away.</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Too bad we'd run out of gas.</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Because he had sucked us dry-</span><em style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>damned </em><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Jon Henry Denson.</span></p><p><br></p><p>He invaded my dreams. Not because he was the unattainable emotionally unstable embodiment of a bad boy but rather because his pain and mine. . . were the same.</p><p>A pain that I wanted to evade by leaving Germany only to find that I had been carrying it around with me all along.</p><p>Yet even the thickest pile of snow eventually melts away exposing the ugly truth that lies beneath. </p><p>And I had to admit to myself-sometimes what we want is not what we need.</p><p><em>But what do I need?</em></p>