My entire life has felt incomplete.
To know me and see me, youd think I had it all.
Fame, fortune, stunning good looks, a woman (or three) in my bed any time I wanted.
And it was a great show for a long time.
Until I realized what I was missing.
Watching my best friend and the love of his life reunite and become a family only exposed the glaring hole in my perfect reality.
But what I want is contrary to the perfect visual. Its taboo. And it could tear everything we have apart.
I should let it go.
But how do I give up what will truly make me happy now that I know I never truly was before?
