But there was a difference between platonic love and the deep bonds that bound a person to their parents and significant other.
If I wasn’t the problem, why did this keep happening to me? I tried to be a good person. A good daughter, good girlfriend...but no matter how hard I tried, I always ended up hurt.
We were the chapter of bliss before the climax hit and everything crumbled into ash. We were a story that was always meant to end. 'This is it'.
