I knew from the moment I met him that it was too good to be true.
There's no such thing as a "happy ending" in my bullshit excuse for a life. I've learned over the years that when someone tells you, "everything will be ok, it just takes time" what they actually mean to say is, "you're gonna have to go through hell and beyond to get through this".
Right now, where I stand with this person is currently unknown to me. We could relapse and do everything over, or we may never see or speak to each other again. Call me idiotic if you want, but I don't know which one I actually want to happen.
All I know is, once a hurricane enters your life you can never fix the damage that was done.
