Hot Chocolate

A fantasy, that's what it was; that's what it should be. My years of believing in the make-believe were supposed to be over. My childhood fantasies had been done with for so long.

It was unfortunate to lose the bliss I had with being ignorant. It had taken so long to take control of my life and to get where I am.

I wanted this to be anything other than what it was, a sick prank, a dream, a nightmare, you name it. It sucks to realize you've been wrong for all this time- about something so major, so fundamental.

What sucks way worse is the fact I became attached and invested in this, in him. I guess some people will now consider me some kind of satanist, though I consider myself more of a Devils Advocate.