They always told me I would kiss the girls and make them cry

I met this cute Swedish girl back in February at the club, wrote an LR on here. We've been seeing each other at least every other day, until this afternoon. 

She is definitely a cool girl and put in work. She's gf material and a ride-or-die chick. It kind of pained me to try and hook up with other chicks, so I was going to the clubs practicing casual convos. With the few chicks I did hook up with, I kept things SUPER low-key. It was to the point where I was club hopping trying to avoid recent hook-ups and drama.

Anyways I drove her to LAX yesterday afternoon where she broke down crying when reality hit. She did so just like the few Eastern European girls I saw leaving their  black dudes within the vicinity. Seeing that shit made me want to live in Europe for a minute lol. Right before entering the gates she handed me a sealed envelope with a lipstick kiss on the center. It was definitely hers. She said she wrote everything down because it was going to be hard for her to express things to me.

So I got me some Domino's pan pizza at home and ripped seal off the envelope: 

"Coming here I was not expecting to meet someone I could care this much for, but then BOOOM!! There you were charming me like no one's business. There was someone about you that apparently made me look at you like bacon. Mixed with the deliecious piece of bacon that you are, there is also a really kind and caring heart! I'm so happy that I got to experience the best things in life with you, which would be all the times we have danced, laughed, all that ass whooping, the sex! The adventures. You have given me a lot of firsts, like the sex in a parking house, outdoor theater and our very interesting sex on the beach which I wish we had time to do again. Leaving now i a million times harder than I ever thought it would be and much because of you, sucker! These last 4 months have been the best time of my life. One morning maybe 1 month ago, you had stayed over and you gave me that stare you do and kiss before you left, and then I knew it was going to hurt like a motherfucked to leave. I will miss that stare. I remember the first time you looked into my eyes after you tried to hide behind a car in the parking lot one night. It used to freak me out, but the way you make me feel when you do it now is like nothing i've ever felt before! I'm gonna miss your kisses, because they're the best ever. I'm gonna miss your lips on my neck, when you're trying to freak me out. I'm gonna miss trying to make you smile and the satisfaction when i succeed. I'm gonna miss when i see you at *Club Name* and you lift me up like i'm not a hippo =)

#keepinitreal Bisous Bisous Bisous!! <3"

I got to say I feel pretty good about the value I brought to the little relationship we had. The family wants to meet her in person after briefly skyping her.

They invited her to my brother's wedding in France this summer, which I am attending as well. This is new territory for me but i'm actually very curious to see what will go down these next couple of months.