She was supposed to be the light amid all the darkness, a beacon of hope for the future. But of course the universe twisted the situation in a way that made her just like everyone else. I didn't deserve a break, or so it seems, even though I really need one...
I don't think I've ever been so wrong about a person before. The way she spoke to me, all of them would truly be proud of her. It's as if they trained her to say exactly the things that hurt the most. The funny part is that when I break it off, I'll be the bad guy. People won't be able to see through her image of innocence, the same way I wasn't able to in the beginning. How could I have misjudged her so much? She was supposed to be the one, the one who could have saved me, yet alas it seems, that she is going to be the one that will drown me...
The pain that is unbearable is the pain you don't see coming. And I couldn't have predicted this one in a million years. I just took an enormous leap backwords, one I wasn't willing to take. I won't go down without a fight, of that I swear. I won't give them the satisfaction, of knowing they won. She won't get away with what she did, I won't let her. Even if it means becoming the person, I vowed, I would never become again...
