They said that the most blissful feeling is to be loved but I believed loving someone to be a more euphoric feel. But what if my belief pushed me into a melancholic crescendo which broke me into thousand unmendable pieces at its end.
They said that your heart can identify a better half which fits it perfectly. But what if my perfect someone's heart was snatched from me to complement someone else's.
They said that the purest form of love is being able to let go. But what if I'm not strong enough to?
Then would my love be deemed impure?
Or is it not love at all?
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Short Story"I won't promise you the moon and stars, but I promise you an eternity filled with love" It was the moment a heart chose to fall for its beloved... But as time progresses circumstances change, promises get broken, hearts get shattered and life...
