Dear diary,
He knows all along, doesn't He?
Perhaps He decided not to give me the greatest love of my life this early because He knew that the moment it failed, I would never give it another chance to believe.
He knows.
He knows that if He gave me my biggest heartbreak right now, I would never believe in love again. I will never love again. I may find a partner to settle with or not, but either way, He knew that I would never give the kind of love that I once failed to keep.
He knows.
He knows what kind of lover I am. A giver of everything that I have until I'm left with nothingness.
Empty.
Hollow.
Unredeemable.
A giver of more and more until there's left no more.
To give without receiving.
To sacrifice until it's over.
Empty mind.
Hollow heart.
Unredeemable faith.
He knows.
I am a believer in one great love. I always believe that love comes only once in a lifetime. After that, a person will never feel such a strong feeling again. Perhaps that's why I never let myself be fooled by shallow definitions of love, or at least that's what I believe.
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diary of a broken soul
PoetryThis book is a compilation of poems. This is for those who have a broken soul trapped in a tired, restless body. Every piece of your brokenness will fit in each word, and every part of you will be in every chapter. Be with the book, as it will conti...
