I finally found my voice, and something that’s worth writing down. Mayday Parade
I used to think, “It must be fate. We have to keep coming back to each other. Eventually, he’ll fall for me again.”
Opening yourself up to the possibility that you don’t have to hide behind a mask for the rest of your life is a wonderful thing.
I threw myself wholeheartedly into loving you, and I was met with a sharp, unexpected, twelve-foot wall.