Love is questionable

Cliquè

The one thing everyone so deeply wanted I had. I treasured it and took so much care, time, emotions and dedication but it was perfect.
You'll probably think I'm this teen that calls love a happy ending and that I'm just one of those basic girls that thinks a guy holding your hand is a sign of loyalty and love. Well no, I believe in passion, in real sparks that are so rare yet unforgettable. I just wanted someone to be with me for who I am, accept and love me the whole of me my flaws, my hopeless dreams, my nerdy nature that I hid so well and try to understand me, care for me.

I used to think I found that but how wrong I was. Don't get me wrong at the beginning it was exactly everything I dreamed of: cute texts, cuddles and long deep conversations just about life; even planning it together our perfect future you could say. I thought I had everything right before my eyes yet he hid something that destroyed me completely. Shattered my heart and tortured my soul.

I can't blame her of course it wasn't her fault, I love her dearly. But what she didn't know about were the emotions he always had for her, he used to reassure me, how after the rejection they were gone, it's me who he loves. I was dumb enough to believe it. He wasn't ready for how serious we were I was just a toy to him. An adventure? Some experience? Was it to look like THE MAN in front of his mates? I guess I'll never know and he'll never know how that truly changed me.