She wasn't naive or anything, but he'd met her type before. He knew what to say, what to do to make her fall for him and to make her love him.
Time passed, she fell in love with him and he knew everything was going smooth. Another life ruined. he used to proudly think .
That was until he fell in love with her, in the process of trying to break her but he slowly broke himself even more.
But nonetheless, they were happy... if you could call it that i mean. They were stuck in their own paradise of sex , alcohol and drugs. it was a perfect place to be. If you could call it that.
Until he found a barbie to cheat on his messed up Cinderella on. She was no angel. She did the same. She found a Ken to cheat on her modern day version of a Prince charming.
Now thier relationship was far away from sweet serendipity but they still loved each other.
Or so they thought...
The love they had for each other turned soon into hate, hate that they couldn't be free from each other.
But in the end, all that needed was love because they were two beautifully broken souls that tried to fix each other and in the end they broke each other even more.
