A/N I want to apologize for the delay. I had some family issues I had to deal with and I couldn't get access to the internet this entire weekend. So without further delay, I present to you the next installment of Musings of a Life.
Song: Imaginary
Artist: Evanescence
If only she could pretend. Pretend that everything was okay, that their relationship was somewhere even relatively close to normal. She knew, though, that was not the case for them. Between trying to catch violent serial killers and trying to keep some semblance of peace between them, by the end of the day, she was left wanting to fold into herself, and as she lay in her bed that night, she dreamed of a peaceful life where they weren't so screwed up and were happy and content and a life where she could smile again.