Love? OR Politics?

Love? OR Politics?

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#CrystalRoseJune I always thought that love in the end wins no matter what the circumstances are it always finds its way back up and wins over every possible obstacle and finally two lovers reunite to live with each other forever till death do them apart. Little did I know....how could I be so stupid that it would be the same for me? How could I think that a man like him would ever fall for me? People like him don't fall in love, its just a game to them. A way to pass time. HE was never meant to be mine or I his. It would have been alot more easier if I hated him as I used to but no this good for everything organ of mine had to give it to him. Why couldn't my love story be simple and sweet...hell even my life messed up ever since he stepped into it............
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