While He Left
Here we go...
I'd never been the social girl, so intuitive that humans just turned me off as well as the fact that I just didn't like them. Vibes were always my thing except for when it came to dating and within that I was TERRIBLE! I mean don't get me wrong I'd know what I was getting myself into but I'd do it anyway because you couldn't hurt a girl that's been hurt, seen hurt, was hurting and that just didn't see the point in being unrealistic when it came to dating. A girl that was also damaged, traumatized and completely stuck in believing that she didn't deserve love or that if she received it-it had to hurt. After everything I'd went through I wanted to stop being the victim in a story line where my consent was taken. But still to me there was no point in having any kinds of expectations when it came to humans because the people I thought I could trust hurt me. And yet, even then love wasn't a thing I didn't try to experience. I just wasn't finding everything I was looking for so I stopped looking, stopped waiting, stopped drowning and learned to love me.
So, imagine my surprise when he finally came along when we finally met. I didn't have the best history in love or trust and he never had love to know what it was to begin with. Already sounds like a love story that'd have some tragedy, right? So why the FUCK didn't I see it coming...