Second Chance Love

Everyone wants a fairy tale ending. Hell I wanted a fairy tale ending, the man saving the damsel in distress and living happily ever after. Yet I got nothing, I suffered and remained with nothing. He was supposed to be my savor, my hero, yet he was my destruction. If I’m being honest, what is a hero, what is a villain? They are nothing but people at the end of the day. Not to quote some philosophy or something, but I feel everyone is a hero and everyone is a villain. There is no black or white, just gray. That fine line that people say exists is something I played with more than I would like to admit. A fine line between what is thought, people, perception.