There’s a lot of frogs to kiss before you realize they’re all frogs.
She needed to come with an instructional manual. And one not written in Spanish.
Before she knew it, she was just another set of eyes in a dusty attic, waiting for the stairs to creak.
I think only when you are truly alone can you see you never were.
The truth is I do love you. Admitting that means opening myself up to all that pain when you leave. After you realize this wasn’t love, but gratitude.
