thehorrorgirl
Our education shouldn't be a competition. The fight for #1 has completely taken over our lives. We could have loved each other, we could have been something so beautiful, so perfectly beautiful. But, no... not in this life. Because you'll always be #1, and I'll always be #2, no matter how many hours of every single day I try to educate you. And to you, it just comes naturally. It's not fair. I deserve it far more than you. We could have been something so painfully beautiful. But not here, not now. Because you'll always be better, no matter how hard I fight. And that is why I'll always hate you, my love. I'll always hate you and everything you are, everything you stand for. You make me cringe in disgust, my hands shake in anger (and you make my heart race whenever you're nearby). You make me so angry and malicious (and you make me cry at night when I think of what could have been so beautiful).
I will always be nothing to you...
but you'll always be everything to me.
It was in Paris that I met the love of my life. I was on a vacation and he was there for university, to be educated in a foreign country was always my dream, as it was his. We had almost everything in common - the love for France, the vice of tobacco, and the disdain for cats. I loved him, once. But then he disappeared.
He held on to her tightly but in caution of crushing her. The mother of his beautiful baby girl died in childbirth so it was up to him to raise her. He looked into the baby's stunning blue eyes and it clicked- it was all in his hands. And he was ready.