We met on Monday. Had lunch on Tuesday. Watched a movie on Wednesday. On Thursday, we took a short break. We pretty did nothing but miss each other on that day. So we went clubbing on Friday, had sex on Saturday and finally broke up on Sunday.

It was not until I met Trevor that I discovered the lessons learnt from the mismatches in my past encounters. The dawn of a new love.

My dating life in a few words can be explained as some sort of disastrous movie where the lead character seems to never have it all. Starting off with being cheated on, becoming the other woman in a relationship and also getting ghosted. It gets to a point you just want to date yourself or stay single.