I often wonder what led me here, what series of events long ago set off, triggering different actions and places until I ended up here, right now, in this bed, with a numb and tired heart. 

I used to think it would get better. ‘Surely’, I thought, ‘My love will be enough. I can fix her and then she can return the same support.’

What a laugh, an absolutely remarkable joke. 

It truly is a funny thing, how relationships change.

Inspired by the song War by Icon for Hire, specifically the start of the chorus. Mostly a depressing little drabble cause of feelings and stuff.