Her life was perfect. But as was often the case, the rest of us were still adjusting.
Sometimes love can be an ugly thing.
Maybe I'd just figured out there were some things you were better off not knowing
She stroked my hair and told me I was beautiful, but I was old enough by then to know not to believe it anymore.
I just do the best I can under the circumstances.
It's funny how someone's perception of you can be formed without you even knowing it.