When Things Had Ended

When Things Had Ended

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Let's be honest this is a rough draft to the real thing. I'm Gene Cesaro, a young writer who struggles to understand the effects of growing up. I wrote about 4 heartbreaks because I thought they were examples of how bad at love I was, I thought they were the reason for me being bad at love. I even thought the 4 boys affected my chances of loving someone. When I wrote in a notebook for my English class, as an assignment, I realized those boys were only a part of it. There's more than one type of heartbreak, and I soon realized that when I wrote down my memories of those days, those lonely moments, and doubts, they weren't the reason why I gave up on trying to love. I learned to understand that the obvious things make a smaller impact than the words in between the lines.
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"Damn it, Mason, you can't fix me. I'm not some used car that needs an oil change." I'm standing at the edge of my driveway. If I take one step towards that house, then I go back to my life. The life I've had since Mason left. Since he abandoned me. If I turn around. If I take one second to look into his eyes. I don't think I'll be able to resist throwing myself in his arms. "I'm shattered, Mason. Like a dusty vase that's been ignored for too long." "You know the best thing about broken vases, Mel? You just need three things to make them whole." I decide to go along with his speech. "Faith, trust, and pixie dust?" I muse. "Tape, glue, and someone willing to fix it. And I'm right here, Mel."

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