It's funny, I used to fall in love so fast, When I was young it was easier to go from one boy to another, but now that I'm an adult, it's very difficult for me, until I realized that I had only fallen in love twice, my first love and my heartbreak love, the rest were temporary people, kisses, touches, that over the years become nothing more than simple memories, stories that would mean nothing to me in the future, I may tell those stories while I hang out with friends as things I used to do but nothing more.
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She's antiromantique
PoesíaShe was heartbroken, instead of the revenge she wrote, she wrote like no one else ever did, every feeling, every sense of discomfort, every thought, was written down, in every book corner, every piece of paper, every napkin, knowing that all of them...
