I wasn't made to fall in love.
I was drawn to drugs and alcohol the way people were drawn to relationships. I craved them. Yearned for them. Depended on them.
Men were fun for one night at a time, no long term.
Until him.
His hazel eyes bore into my soul and see through my tough exterior. His pain mirrored mine even though he was fiteen years older than me with a vastly different life.
He taught me who I am, helped me discover long-buried...