…and just like that, as quick as the fall into love, he got up and wiped off the dust. Love was too messy, and he didn’t like seeing the dirt in his reflection. It was this connection that forsake all else; now I was ruined forever.
The cliche and overwritten story of love. I hate you, which is only too close to the feeling of love; I hate you because you have rejected my love….
Rejection is traumatizing for the human experience since the time of infancy.
We spoke mindlessly and quickly when we planned our life together, yet it is always those moments of stupidity that stick the strongest. My heart is now stuck with you, and trying to pull you off of me is causing more pain than the sticky reminder that you once were.
How am I supposed to live out my future without your surname? After all, Kayla Marie Sutliff just sounds better than anything else right now… Funny how love can transform an independent and strong self into something that seems to be dying without your love.
Codependence at its finest.