I can't stand it.

It's Monday. I'm sat looking out my living room window, watching my jungle of a garden swaying about in the wind. My skinny jeans are not-quite-skinny and my t-shirt smells like my girlfriend. Kerrang's playing softly in the background.
Sounds so.. nice, right? Would be, too.
If my faith in one particular person hadn't just been completely destroyed. But I won't let that get me down. The weekend was amazing. And I can't stop thinking about it.

There's one reason for that.
My girlfriend. No, she's not my girlfriend.
My fiancee.
She has changed my whole world.