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.