Ruckus

It's been said that death is a harsh reality and life is a lovely lie. They're accurate. The man who always reminds me that time is running out on me is the only one who has ever made me feel more alive. He's my bright, forbidden fruit. The startling fallacy to my unvarnished, unvarnished truth. He was also the ex-boyfriend of my sister. Before you condemn me, consider this: I spotted him first. First, I desired him. He was my first love. He waltzes into my life eleven years later and demands another opportunity. I want Dean Cole as my bronze horseman. However, time is running out. I'm not like the others, you see. My health is not well. I can sometimes overcome it. It sometimes overcomes me. At last, my white knight has come. I hope it's not too late for him.