The One

Chapter 6

Of course history had to go and repeat itself. The exact same way with the exact same affect, the only difference being the girl. A girl so different than the first yet exactly the same. A girl who I thought I loved but was soon to be proved otherwise. A vengeful person been made, I decided to get my own back this time. I knew what was coming: the "I'm so sorry, please take me back" speech. My answer was slightly different but less honest this time, accepting but postponing. After a month passed and telling me she could not wait any longer she made the choice to walk away from me, a choice I had now realised that should have been made by me from the start. What had I become? No better than the first or second girl. This was not who I am, a shallow person who took pleasure in toying with others feelings. This was the results of being falsely in love. This had me convinced that all girls are the same. This had me convinced that I would never let myself fall in love again as long as I lived.