Prolouge: We Werent Supposed To

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I wasn't supposed to be enjoying myself. I wasn't supposed to be elated to be at the 49ers game, on the fucking field, sipping the finest beer San Francisco had to offer with an amazingly beautiful woman who listens and understands my concerns and needs in the streets but rules and reigns over my body making me feel so dangerous and alive in the sheets. I wasn't supposed to have a huge ass smile on my face as I watched her play with Willow who had pizza sauce all over her face and a shit eating grin to match.

I was supposed to be at home; I was supposed to be writing music and feeling sorry for myself while Willow was to be at her mothers living a semi normal life. This amazing woman was supposed to drink her sorrows away, eating ice cream, and blowing all of her money on hookers. We weren't supposed to find each other and go through such hard times but yet still Totally be into each other. I look at her kissing her cheek gently and, I make her blush giving me a warm feeling in my heart.

We weren't supposed to fall in love but yet here we are and to think this all bloomed because my friend got married and I didn't want to be alone at the wedding.

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⏰ Last updated: Dec 02, 2017 ⏰

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