I guess I have a hard life. From an alcoholic mother and a traveling dad, no one is really there for me. I move too much to really have friends and my family is two-faced. So I tend to lean towards "men" to give me that love. Then, finally after so many failures, there was HIM. The one I truly fell in love with. Yet, he's taken. So what am I to do? ME. The very imperfect girl. He says he loves me and we do have this bond. Yet does he really love me? Could I just be the side chick? Will I stay the side chick? Will there ever be a real "US"?All Rights Reserved