Stealer || Niall Horan

I met a boy, well a man.

Years of me being alone and in complete thought of having my whole life planned out, well at least the boy part.

No boys again.
No dating ever again.

I hated my first and last relationship and will never want one again. I mean no one ever likes me anyways.

I'm ugly, disgusting, "pathetic", "worthless", and so many more.

I hate it, my life I mean.
But this man,
He will be the death of me,
Nothing will be the same.

Will my past problems come back to haunt me?

(Complete)