Once upon a time,
when I was still young and pure,
I thought love was everything.
Then someday,
there was this monster who came to me.
I didn't know what to do
but to get along.
I was too naive,
I was used.
I was a toy.
I was shattered.
Dreams were broken
but I still choose to believe there is still true love somewhere around the corner.
Second upon my lifetime.
There was another man,
I thought I should play safe this time.
A simple desire to get married with a man who will never betray,
I thought this was enough for me.
Once again,
I was shattered because love did not exist between us.
I once thought if I do what he wanted,
then this is what love is.
I was stupid enough.
Third, upon my life,
you happened.
I am lost because this feeling of being loved is new.
I am trying to learn what it means to be loved and to love a person.
Hopefully, you will be the last man I will be in love with.
Hopefully, this will not be another mistake in my life.
Hopefully, everything will be on the right path.
Hopefully, this time I chose correctly.
TC
Mar 2020
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Note to myself
РазноеBelow is a note to myself, a reminder. Love is ugly. Love is a pain. Love is unbearable. Love is unconditional. Love is betrayal. Love is just a lie with a beautiful present wrap. I have fallen in a very short time and hopefully, the scar won't be...
