We met on the 27th day of the final month, she was probably 20 and I was infatuated with 47.
We shared a perfect image, but artificial compatibility.
On camera we seemed destined, but the real world harbored malicious intent.
Of course I was the cause, my only flaw was believing in myself.
Sometimes I feel like I was born to be a lesson to others, a standard people should learn to avoid.
Sometimes I feel blessed, I found true love at the brink of adulthood.
Sometimes I feel cursed, mistreated by time. I found the one for me but the timing was all wrong.
