I was angry. Knee deep in depression and angry. Angry at myself. Angry at him. Angry at everyone saying it wasn’t love. Just angry at the world. Angry at that Pharrell song ‘Happy.’ That song pissed me off more than you know. Angry at ‘the Notebook’ and all those other romance movies that are full of crap. Pffffttt…that doesn’t happen. But you know who I was angry at the most? I was angry at God. I was angry at God for bringing him into my life. This guy who is basically me in a man’s body. My mirror. I was angry at God for having me fall in love and hard too, knowing he couldn’t love me. Or at least not until he dealt with his issues.
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