This story may contain swearing, drinking, and some sexual content. You have been warned.

It starts out small. Tiny. Unnoticeable. The love you have for a person.

And it continues growing, over the course of years into a beautiful, immovable love.

Trust is like a tree. It takes years to grow. To solidify.

And that shit can be cut down in an instant.

You trusted that person.

You loved them with every ounce of your being!

And they threw it back in your face.