Exist

No one ever told me that love was less of a fairy tale and more of a constant withdrawal from a substance that spawned what addiction is.    
   
No one ever told me that losing yourself to unnerving obsession was par for the course, till Hell, do us part.    
   
No one ever told me that the world would start to appear terrifying from our lips initial encounter because for the first time, I was made finite.    
   
...but no one ever told me because, before you and I, those words merely, had not existed.