He reverted back to 10years old. His voice pubescent and soft, his face fearful, and his lips saying, "I don't want God to take you away from me."
Me: why would He break us apart?
Him: I'm a sinner
Me: We all are. He forgives those who ask for it
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But does he?! Is my fiancee in heaven or hell? Will mental instability be a health factor considered at those Pearly Gates? Why do I care? He made is own decision.
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Fuck. I hate thinking about this shit. I hate not knowing. I just want to escape. I should go travel the world.