I wanted him. I needed him. But he was off limits. I knew this, but the risk of consequences didn’t outweigh the depth of my desire.
So, I fought for our love.
But, I wasn’t Beau’s “one”.
So, he fought against our love.
He fought so hard, eventually I had to give up. I had to admit defeat.
But, that’s the thing about love – when you’re down and out, true love wins. It prevails…and it raises you up.