I thought our love was infinite, unbreakable. After six years together, butterflies would still take flight in my stomach every time he walked into a room. With just one smile I was putty in his hands. He promised me forever with every touch of his lips. Too late, I realized that I was being kept in an illusion made of glass; only to have him smash it apart and disappear before he could see it shatter around me in perfect ruins. With a tiny life held in the palm of my hands, I'm haunted by the man who abandoned us. And then there was him. Immersing himself within the dust and debris as I was slowly opening my eyes to this new reality. He says he wants forever, but how can I believe him when love lies and forevers don't truly exist.

He was everything I thought I didn't need until he became everything I couldn't live without. I let him slip through the cracks of my broken heart before the fractures had time to heal. That was my first mistake. My second mistake was allowing myself to take another chance on love, thinking I'd survive. Now, I've fallen head first into the kind of madness that I didn't even know existed, one that devours the heart and soul. But when love is all you have, it isn't always enough.