For someone who'd always looked at love and people's variations of it as nothing more than fables, it's quite a shock to find out that shit is real. I've seen grown ass men, men I respect, namely my brothers; lose their fucking minds over their women. I love my nieces and nephews, even my sisters in law and of course my parents, but it was nothing compared to what had been unleashed inside me these last few weeks.
I knew without a doubt that I would fight heaven and earth to keep her. I won't let anything stand in my way, I couldn't. Not like I had a choice, it didn't feel like I did. Being new to this fucked up game, I feel like I'm playing keep up or some shit.