When I was 14 years old, I thought that love wasn't a thing I needed. Love wasn't a requirement. Love was a bonus. You know, you get your salary and then a bonus. But the bonus is not exactly what you're aiming for, it just happened that way. And it did just happen when I least expected it. Fast forward to a few years later, I now realise that was the catalyst of the misery i felt for the next couple of years.
Love wasn't at all how I expected, a relationship, a real relationship is nothing like the movies. I had just too many expectations and when it ended. It definitely brought me back to earth. It grounded me. It grounded me so much that I never thought I would experience anything decent again.
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General FictionIf anyone really looked back and thought "how did I end up here again?" Would you have a concrete answer? Well, Clover does. She knows exactly how everything started... and maybe how it ended too.
