No matter what you do, no matter how far away you run, what’s written in the stars cannot be undone.

Fortunes mean nothing without knowing the lives they forever changed.

We don’t have time, we just have a moment in time.

The euphoric lust cloud is gone and once the smoke begins to clear, like in all good fairytales, the princess turns into nothing more than a common farm girl while the prince goes back to being a regular frog.

Is this love? Does love need to hurt this much? Or is this a forced kind of love that slaughters all involved?

A moment in heaven and a lifetime in hell, that’s the story of my life.