Wasted Words in Bloomington, MN

This is not a love story.
It started out as one, but now I am escaping mine.
People change.
Or maybe they slowly remove their skin and show their true soul.
My husband
was
a good man, he was the only person I ever thought I would love.
The years blurred together, from our teenage arguments to our martial fights. People called us forever sweethearts because we started our love story long before high school.
Love can bring new life and resurrect old flames. But sometimes love can turn destructive, but it all starts with a smudge of a kiss.
A woman in love with a man, and a man breaking inside his own mind. The two clash trying to contain the chaos, words written and discarded.
This is the tale, of twin flames
burning
to survive.
With the promise of relief, how can you not accept the offer to thrive?
Trigger Warning, Story contains issues of mental illness and domestic violence themes.
+18 Mature Content, Explicit language & Sexual Content, Abuse, Domestic Violence, Mental Illness