Hate That You Gave Me

(boyxboy)
Everything used to be perfect. I had my whole life all planned out.
I would get married to my girlfriend Marie at twenty-two. Then two years later, we would have our first child. If it were a boy, it would be called Alexander; if it were a girl, it would be called Louise.
Eventually we would end up with three children.
I liked life this way, planned. I was naturally very organised. If everything wasn't in order, the way I wanted it, I would lose my temper and find myself being very unpleasant.
On a few occasions, my dad took me to see a psychologist; he believed I had OCD. I don't think I do. What's so wrong about being organised? It made life ten times easier.

It was February when I met him, He ruined my organisation; he ruined my plans.