This is my final Goodbye
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  • Parts 11
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  • Reads 49
  • Votes 1
  • Parts 11
  • Time 59m
Ongoing, First published Apr 18, 2017
Love, it's all around us, isn't it? Hard thing to escape, both mentally and physically - especially with the constant reminders of a day to day life. But what happens when that love suddenly becomes unrequited? No one talks about the negative effects that it can have on a person, but I do. Love is so powerful, and those once happy thoughts turn into negative and life-changing feelings. No one delves deeper into their memories for fear of provoking the wrong response, but I do. No one talks about how to let it all go, but I do. My story isn't one of happiness or sadness, it is merely one of the truth. One you can all relate to, one to help you say goodbye finally to that person who has had you on a string for so long. This is my goodbye to him. But of course, names, events and places have been changed to protect identities, even my own name is changed, so are you mentioned in this story? Or are you just guilty of a narrative crime with someone else?
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This would be really boring. You don't need to waste time reading this. Not just boring, it might be even heartbreaking. The story was still going on, and therefore I had no idea whether it would end in a tragedy or not, but I had a feeling it would. And it did. We broke up under the striking, burning sun of 19th September, 2016. I write usually in a monotone description, therefore don't judge if you read this. My name is Rue, and I wish my life could be like the picture I put as a cover of my story, colourful, calm, and with a soulmate who keeps loving me all the way. However, things never happen as what we would like them to happen. I don't love my life, but I want to remember all that once happened. I want to look back one day, when I'm fully grown, and smile or tell my old self right now that I'm dumb. Mostly and lastly, I just want to remember him, the one I very much remember right now, but will fade in times to come. It is already fading now, and I only hope that I can write them all before they disappear from my mind, forever...