I can never forget the feeling of being in love and I thought people are just being so cliché and cheesy when they describe it as something that makes your world go round, butterflies flying on your stomach and an air that cannot be seen but felt or a rosary that full of mysteries. Somehow they were right but all I can remember feeling all those is when he left me. My world goes round because I felt like he made my feelings a ball that he played with, butterflies flying in my stomach that made me feel sick and lose my appetite, an air that cannot be seen because he left me, he ghosted me after making me falling deeply and irrevocably in love with him and yes, he was a rosary that full of mysteries because it was all a mystery why he left me!