he was so intoxicating and little old me never thought that could be a bad thing.
little old me never thought the thing i loved most about him would put me in storms of hopelessness.
little old me never thought indulging in something that made my head spin and my heart quiver would cause me an ocean of damage.
little old me never thought i would be in a place where i would wish for someone to rip my heart out of my chest, because i was sick of having to feel the hurricane of heaving pain it held from the day he left.