Changed
Rylie
I don't know when I changed.
I was so in love with Warner Austin. I was so in love with his perfect hair, his sexy smile, his everything. I was sure of it.
But somewhere we went wrong. Somewhere I took a such wrong turn that I didn't even know it was wrong until way after the decision had been made. Then another turn, another twist. Until finally I felt like we weren't even on the same path anymore. Like I had turned into the woods and started fighting to clear a new path. And I am the only one on it.
But I was so sure I was in love with Warner Austin. And I tried to make our paths intertwine. I tried to force our journey's back into one because I thought that I needed him. I thought he was Perfect. Perfect like my sister. Perfect in every way that I'm not. But now I realize I don't. It's not that I don't love him. It's just that I'm not in love with him. I let him go because I wasn't sure he could ever love me again, and instead I fell out of love with him.
Maybe I changed when I had a little baby boy, and I could read in his eyes that all he could think was, "I hope you're not expecting a proposal." Maybe I changed when he came out of that closet with smelling like Jenna Karson's perfume, with her lipstick across his face, and said, "We didn't kiss."
People change. I guess I changed. But I don't even know what I want anymore.