A year older

Today, I'm officially a year older. I wish I could say that I'm wiser for all that has happened the past year, but unfortunately, that may not be the case. The past few months being a case in point. I still love someone who says I shouldn't love her. I keep on torturing myself with might-have-been's and should-have's.

I should stop but I can't. She's my drug, my existence, my being, my muse.

I'm fucked.