Prologue
This is always happening to me. Well, I don’t know why. I’m always hurt by this word they called love. I keep on telling myself not to fall in love again yet I always do. I can’t help myself from falling in love.
Why is it happening to me? Am I that easy to get? Maybe I am. But I just wanted to have a love life. I wanted to know what it feels that the one you love loves you in return.
Sometimes, I’ve been asking myself two important questions. Questions that until now, I find hard to answer, questions that contrast each other. Should I keep on loving until I found my one true love, or, should I stop fantasizing of finding a knight-in-shining-armor to escape from what we so called “broken heart”?
It’s really very hard to choose from those questions that keep on bugling me especially when I only wanted to love and to be loved, and be happy forever, yet, I am afraid of getting wounded again. If not afraid, well, I’m drained of being heartbroken and being dumped by the one I loved. I am also tired of shedding millions of tears, precious tears, that should not be wasted to those who are not worthy of it.
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Hala, mag chachapter 1 na. Hopefully you will like it. It's my first time to write a story kasi eh. :))
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