Ever had your first love? I assume yes. What about your true love? I don't know about that.
Try to recall all the memories back. You were happy as hell, right? The thought of you going on your first date was frightening but then as you both get to know each other, the nervousness was long gone and was replaced with admiration. Then one day you wake up you were already smitten and you find yourself having the symptoms of a serious disease people often call Love.
You face each day together. You go out with him almost everyday. He invites you to hang out with his friends, watch basketball games together even though you're not used to watching ball games ever since but still, you happened to like it just because he likes it.
You like what he likes.
You're always together. You do stupid and fun things together that it seemed like he always get you and you think he's the only one who could understand you. You don't forget to exchange iloveyou's everyday. You both lower your pride when you know it's your fault during an argument. You always do give-and-take on your relationship. You think nothing would turn out wrong.
He introduce you into his family and so do you. You feel like nothing's going to separate you not even the heavens. you were getting along pretty well as the months and years pass by. You thought what you had was a perfect relationship. But you were wrong.
He cheated. He lied.
He begged for your forgiveness and he tried to earn your trust back. You gave him a chance. But what was once broken will never be whole again. You start to doubt him. His movements. To where he goes. Then he complains for it. Then you try to fix everything to have that relationship back. But then he cheats again. You were already broken and yet you still forgive him simply because you love him so much. You loved him too much that you forgot to leave a piece for yourself. You try to claim that love you once had. But everything fell into a routine.
He cheat. You cry. He'd explain.
Then one day you got tired. You wanted your old self back. You do things that you shouldn't be doing because you wanted to forget everything. But then you taught yourself to get through it.
You stood back up. You learned. You became wise.
My name is Cassidy and this is my story.
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Project: Unlove
General FictionFamiliar with the word Bitter? That word was created to describe Cassidy. If there's one person who fits that word well, it would be her. It started when she was a teenage girl. She had her first love. Well, we all did have our first loves. She thou...