Growing up, I believed everyone deserves to be loved, which comes mutually. We all did because of the TV shows we watched when we were young. Everything seemed easy because that's what we were allowed to see by our elders. No one showed us that hearts are broken; all we knew is hearts are tender and deserve all the care in this world. We knew hearts were brittle, but we were not worried because no one tried to break them. We all loved unconditionally, not thinking of the precautions. Funny enough, this love in us made us blind; even when someone hated us, we did not realize it. This is because we have too much love in our hearts to notice any hate. I miss those days when I trusted everyone, when I loved everyone. I miss the days when I watched the news headlines. Osama has terrorized again, but I even believed that the most dangerous terrorist would change. That is how much I loved, only to realize that the world is a bitter place with over 7 billion heartless people.
In an African home, either your father is polygamous or a runaway dad. That's why most of us never witnessed that love between our parents. I guess people took that chance to learn how to break hearts. What is wrong with me? Why did I not get into that school? Why did I teach myself to love? If I had a time machine, I would return and prepare myself for a heartless world. What's the point of loving people who don't understand love?
My name is Leroy, and I was born in a small town with a big heart. Always thought that I was not complete without a better half. What changed? Here is my story.
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The heart that you made numb
RomanceA story of a young boy who gets into a high school romance thinking it was just a game. He fell in love and things happened too fast for him to grip on to time. A few years later he doesn't believe in love anymore.
