To realize that true love isn't a guarantee.
To try on useless labels that easily fall off gloveless hands.
To stop imaging the best case scenario.
And to pray for the worst.
To relish in loneliness.
To feel alone in the beliefs that had once sprouted you up.
To wish to believe in something greater than yourself,
unable and condemned.
To wait for the next phase of your life as the previous rots.
But the stink won't go away.