I thought I had it all. I thought I finally had my happily ever after with you. But I'm just a stupid hopeless romantic that wishes upon fairytales. They don't exist. We never existed. Worst part is I knew that, but I wanted so bad for it to be true. I mean, how couldn't I? We made all these plans, you and I. Plans that we would conquer the world together, that we would be successful together. We visioned it all; where we'd live, how we'd do it to survive, we even had names for our non existent children. The way the "I love you's" escaped from your mouth made it all seemed real. The way you held my hand, made it seem as if I would always be protected and loved. The way you'd kiss the top of my head, made my heart love you a little more. But in a blink of an eye it all ended. While I admired you, you picked out my flaws and imperfections. The quirks you loved about me, they now became my worst traits. You didn't held my hand the way you used to, the kisses at the top of my head became forced rather than out of love, the I love yous where just words that were whispered into thin air. Your eyes stoped looking at me the way they did when we first made eye contact. No one ever tells you that falling in love hurts, that it consists of making the hardest sacrifices of them all, giving up your love for someone else. I thought we had it all, but we never did, it was all in my head, it was just a piece of a movie that I had over the course of so many years. It was never real, was it?
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Short Storyto whoever identifies themselves with the character of each "story", but most importantly to the person behind each thought. I don't consider myself a writer nor do I believe to be one, my mind just runs wildly imagining stories of people I haven't...
