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I shoved him away as the tears flooded my face. I can't cry. I refuse, but the water wins the battle. He grabs my arm.
"Let me show you that love isn't such a bad thing," he said. The same face that I had just seen with another girl, now telling me to believe in love.
"Let me tell you that behind every cynic of love, there's a story of heartbreak. I'm not an exception." And I walked away. If this were the perfect movie, he'd come chasing after me. But this isn't Hollywood, and I'm not Kate Hudson, so as you can probably imagine...he watched me leave.
I'm also not a singer, so I can't really pull a T Swift and jam out on my guitar in the rain, crooning a song about heartbreak. I'm just an average girl, who walked in on her ex boyfriend shoving his dick up some girls vagina. Joy.
Now, let me explain...