Down We Fall (A Drake Bell Fanfiction)

Down We Fall (A Drake Bell Fanfiction)

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Life isn't a fairytale, in fact, it is far from it. Things can seem like they are perfect but in reality, they're not. I assure you, I will take care of you and help you through all of this. Why? Because I love you, that's why. And if you have any problems you can come to me. "You're the reason I didn't kill myself last night." Drake, it's because I love you, so much. And you will live, as long as I'm around. • Cover Credits To @Enchancer97 - Valerie
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I gave the best of myself to someone who didn't have anything to lose. I didn't know how to avoid my lover's toxic and abusive flames. My lover's twisted words were like a maze inside of my head that I couldn't escape. Sadly, my lover's actions hypnotized my thoughts and paralyzed my thinking. I learned the hard way that love isn't leaning in for a kiss, and a fist meets you halfway. Love isn't being a punching bag because someone decided they wanted to beat on you today. Love isn't saying I love you just because someone wants to keep you to themselves. I tried to be there for my lover, but I learned it is impossible to fix the broken pieces when the glass has shattered. There will always be pieces that are not repairable. However, I kept going right back to the person who I needed to walk away from. I was afraid, and I wasn't brave enough to wake up from this nightmare! I made the choice to suffer when life is meant to be lived and enjoyed. Will I find the courage to know my worth and know that I deserve better than the distasteful lies that are whispered in my ears? Will I have the strength to fight my insecurities? Will, I set myself free, or will I let my love be the death of me?

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