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I guess it was too good to be true. Not everything is perfect, and there are many things in this world that don't go the way we want them to but we just have to accept them the way they are and move on.
I love him, but I need time to come to terms with the facts I just came across with. It's just too painful, at the same time I think my mind was slowly preparing myself for it. Still, nothing gets you ready for such a confirmation of your worst fears. But I'd like to think I'm coping better than expected.
Maybe because this isn't the first time. Maybe because it's been the fuckin story of my life.
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