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“The girl in the black dress felt as if the world was not longer in colour, and love... Love was like the sharpest of flowers.”

I THOUGHT that everything was perfect, but then the storm came, a storm of flashing thunder and scars that bleed with every drop of rain

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I THOUGHT that everything was perfect, but then the storm came, a storm of flashing thunder and scars that bleed with every drop of rain.

We were doing everything we did before but it was as if he was distant and i was to scare to let go.

We were kissing in his car, we were dancing in the dark, we were feeling love under the stars.

But it wasn't enough.

It never was enough.

It never was fine to let go.

It never felt fine to kiss him in the corridor.

It never was right to let Inez go.

It didn't felt right not listening to Agustine.

I had fell under a spell of sorrow.

Who I was?
Did i ever want this?
Was it okay to suffer?
Did i needed to be with him?

All the answers were no.
I was Betty.
I had always know everything.
I had always been perfect.

I bleed each night,
the scars open at dark.

I did no longer want this.

Love is not rotten,
Love is enchanting
and powerful
and kind.

I no longer wanted the thorns to hurt.
I no longer wanted to try to recover a rotten heart.

“Love always ends, it never lasts, and James had lost Betty, and agustine and everyone.”

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