What did it mean to be in love?
I'd never been in love before, I didn't know what it felt like.
Surely it was more than just butterflies and excitement.
It couldn't be pretending they didn't have any flaws.
I hoped it wasn't just the physical side of the relationship.
I was only twenty three. How could I possibly know what love was?
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Ride On
FanfictionI'm fine. Everything's fine. A young woman's journal on the ups and downs of life. Warnings: Mentions of depression and anxiety, brief mention of suicide. Book One
