Hidden Love

I used to tell myself it was merely a transaction- a way to secure peace between his family and mine. Though I was to be married, it didn't have to be personal. I thought we could tried to work it out, and nobody would have to marry anyone they don't want to.

For that to happen, we would need some sort of relationship. But everyday that passes, I see how incompatible we are, in both a romantic and platonic sense. He is too boisterous and I am unable to deal with it. The only thing that we seem to agree on is how shitty the situation is for both of us.

Looking back on it, I realize how lucky I was back then. That period of misery was only the calm before the raging storm that would wreck until it had destroyed almost everything.