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by cvlliope

by cvlliope

Chaos:

The nothingness that all else sprung from.

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Summary:

Very few people are lucky enough to find the love of their lives on their first try. Most have to go through strings of wrongs before they finally find the right. Some people don't ever find love at all. But all of them need to go through a little bit of heartbreak.

Excerpt:

The glass slips through cold, trembling fingers as the words he spoke dimly register. It falls to the floor, water splattering everywhere and glass shattering. Neither looks down at the mess, each too absorbed in their own words.

"You're – what?"

"I'm breaking up with you."

"Bu- but why? I thought – I thought you loved me!"

He laughs. The sound that once brought her so much joy and happiness is now filled with sarcasm and dripping with venom. His eyes crinkle up in amusement, his head leaning back slightly, allowing the waves of laughter to roll off of him.

"Love? Sweetheart, I don't do love. You thought I loved you. And you were wrong."

Epigraph:

"Everyone says love hurts, but that is not true. Loneliness hurts. Rejection hurts. Losing someone hurts. Envy hurts. Everyone gets these things confused with love, but in reality love is the only thing in this world that covers up all pain and makes someone feel wonderful again. Love is the only thing in this world that does not hurt."

― Meša Selimović

"Find the stars within yourself, I promise they exist."

― Kriti G.

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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

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Author's Note:

I have been on this site for about three years now. I have read countless stories that have elicited endless responses out of me, among them: joy, laughter, cheer, shock, surprise, anger, disappointment, tears, and many, many thoughts. I have written many stories, but have never had the drive to complete them, or have simply lacked the courage to post them anywhere. This is my very first attempt at stepping out of the shell that I am currently cocooned in. This is my first courage filled step towards what I hope to become my future.

I want to thank anyone and everyone who takes the time to read my words, for they come from my heart. I hope to elicit responses in you like you have elicited them in me.