Is it just me, or have I been born among the wrong people in the wrong time and place? My only quest was to find myself - love was the last thing on my mind, and yet, it found me. Through a sea of problems, insecurities, struggles, and dangers, she always found her way back. It didn't matter if it took a few days, a month, or several years; she would reappear, giving me the motivation and strength to push through a life I never would have chosen. And yet, I loved my life, these people, her...even though every logical part of me said I shouldn't.
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