The first time someone broke my heart, I promised myself I would never fall in love again, and then I failed because I met you. The way I fell for you is a little bit weird and even funny because we did not even date once before I did it, but I guess we did not need to date to know we were meant for each other; I did not need to date you to realize that you were going to be the one.
I thought we were going to marry someday; I thought you were going to be the one. And if this would not be tragic, it would be even funny; you still can laugh about it, but it is not a joke at all.
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The magic of flirting in the rain
Storie d'amoreI remember how into you I was, and it hurts. I swear that it still hurts. I guess I will never know why we are all so vulnerable when we fall for someone. I would like to say that the rain ruined our first date that day, but that is not the truth. A...
