I love being with you. When we're not together, i wish we were
There was always something hidden. Lying in wait to spring up and ruin everything.
The idea I'd been toying with fully formed in my mind. "I'm plotting." "oh?" His mouth curved in a wicked grin. "Do Tell." Chapter 5 pg. 50
The only way I'm keeping my hands off her is if I'm dead. Find another way to fix us.
Sometimes I wanted to believe something so badly, I deliberately manufactured excuses and ignored painful reality.
I supposed, perhaps, you miss the promise of what could have been, while at the same time you are grateful that what it was instead is over.