Our love wasn’t enough.
He had demons.
I had hopes.
Together we were never meant to be.
That didn’t stop us, though.
Even when it should have.
Even when I saw those demons loud and clear.
I should have stayed away.
Should have never looked back.
But love, it’s a fickle thing.
And sometimes…
You need to embrace the darkness.
Or let it destroy you.
I was drunk once.
Now, I’m sober.