•Lucky Me•

Love is hard to find. Sometimes it catches you off guard, you meet a stranger thinking oh it's nothing, but he ends up being the first person you think About in the morning and the last person you think about at night. That person becomes your ride or die, when he hurts you, you keep fighting because his love and touch is the only thing making you feel alive.
What happens when all of that falls apart. The truth will destroy and kill you slowly, it all depends how you decide to deal w it.