How can something so wrong feel so right? How can I feel comfortable with myself when I know I'm an intruder in a relationship?
It's so ironic, because I didn't want to be in this kind of situation. I've scolded my sister because she is in one too.
I should feel ashamed of myself and instead I feel so proud. I'm finally letting go and being happy. If I get hurt along the way, well I guess it's part of living.
Today, I love you and that's all that matters.