I used to be so afraid of the truth coming out.
The truth about whether he was really into me, the truth about who he really was, the truth about whether he was ready for a commitment and especially the truth about whether he would ever want to marry me and have children.
I’d always just assume we were on the same page because after all, we were having so much fun, and it was so much easier to keep enjoying what we had rather than ruin everything with reality checks.
So much easier to keep on going then rocking the boat with things that would surely work themselves out in the long run if we were meant to be.Continue Reading
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