I think it was the first time I heard the phrase "and they lived happily ever after" as a child that I realised love was a lie. The fact that it was sold with such an obvious falsehood proved to my young mind that it couldn't be real.
I've since grown up, and while I've moved on from the reasoning, the conclusion remained the same. Love was, is, a distraction, a rip off, a false idol.
And yet, I cannot get her out of my mind. I have to face the facts, I'm in love.
Thankfully, she hates my guts.
No comments:
Post a Comment