I have realized with painful experiences that love is a reality that is not to be ignored. I’d always maintained that it’s such a waste of time and precious emotions and that such stuff always hampered the sanity of holy matrimony. So when love was offered to me when I deserved it, I turned my back. Moreover I couldn’t have been bothered, not because I lack the hormones that drive females crazy but because I firmly believed that marriage was what true love was all about. And now when the benign forces of fate roped me up into marriage I have been denied the pleasures of being in love for a lifetime. And being a stubborn asshole I will not forgive and forget, wiser mortals will tell me I’m being foolish. Maybe, but I still believe that there was someone out there made for me but I missed him somehow. And no, I wont settle in as a second preference. Megan will never be in love now, instead she’ll be a relic of her old self and spend each second of everyday wiping off silent tears. And do you know how much it hurts when a person has spend half her lifetime dreaming about certain stuff and then wakes up to find out that that very certain stuff has been denied to her. Well, why then does she not leave and find peace within herself, because when she leaves there are people out there who will be denied a lifetime of peace because of her. People she dearly loves. But megan is a strong dreamer and is also very stubborn, she will punish herself to death. She will not relent and make peace with what has been dished out to her and lap it up. She will die, slowly but surely. And man, nothing can hurt more than this.