" There is only one happiness in this World ,to love and to be loved."
Yet my happiness was Him. The only person whose presence made me feel calm. Even if I couldn't talk to him , his presence used to make my day. My eyes who search for him, looks away when sees him already looking at me. The only thing that I ever asked for.... Him.
He was never mine physically but there was this possessiveness over him that he's mine. We had that connection, being each other's in our hearts but it broke when these eyes saw him taking condolence from someone else. It was as if the past is repeating itself . The worst phase of my life, my nightmares are coming back.
Seeing Him with someone else.
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Him
Historia CortaThe Sun's gone dim, And the Moon has turned black; For I loved Him, but he didn't love me back. 💔💔 〰〰〰〰〰〰〰〰〰〰〰〰 -- This book contains short chapters. -- Not really a story , feelings are...
