They say history repeats itself. Perhaps that is why I was doomed the moment I gave my heart to a man who swore on his honor he would never love me. Fate is cruel, and the prophecy had already been told: he would never let me go. Not in this life. Not in the one before it. Not ever. The ending was written long before we began We were never meant to save each other. We were only meant to destroy each other beautifully. So once again, here we are, dancing on the same tune we once did before. Unaware that every step is leading us closer to our sweet ruins. ARRIVING SOON