by -_CursedLove_-  Ongoing  32 Chapters

Meet Jayda, a very complicated girl.  This story has been one of the most emotional rides I've read through in a very long time.  It's full of lust, love, hate, pain, and in moments, forgiveness.  You might even find words of wisdom in here. 

There are some vivid nightmares at times.  There are also sunny moments of pure bliss.  There is a passionate smut scene for a moment, but the writer gives you fair warning for it.  What you find most in this story, is heartache.  Mostly from reacting instead of acting.  Or jumping into things before you give yourself a time out to think clearly.

Love can really hurt us, but I wonder if it really reflects on how much we choose to hurt ourselves.  Jayda, she has some issues.  Abandonment and such.  It makes it more difficult to trust and let people in, and all the more hurtful when she gets betrayed over and over.

Folks, I'm going to steer away from the story and just open up about life in general.  "Fairy tales do not exist."  There, I said it.  It's a beautiful dream, "happily ever after."  But this is the real world we live in.  We are dust.  To dust we will return.  The happily ever after has it's "The End," and then the two lovers are frozen in time forever.  We are never still.  We were meant to grow.  If you love somebody, you are better off hanging onto them while you still can.  It's only a matter of time that you are going to have to let them go.  Even if you stay together until your last dying breath, one of you will be forced to say goodbye while the other one moves on to their next adventure.

Also, I see some of the biggest mistakes we make, is when we rely on someone else to give us happiness.  Happiness can only be found in yourself.  You can't depend on someone else to love you to feel whole.  You were meant to be whole on your own.  Like two trees that stand side by side, their roots and their limbs entwine, giving shelter and a firm foundation for all.  Too far apart, they are not together at all.  But too close, one of them will die, smothered out for all time.  You must find your own identity, for only then will you be strong enough should they need you.

I don't know why I'm reminiscing this.  Perhaps somebody was meant to read it.  Anyway, I hope you enjoy the story.