FAKE LOVE
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Last published Tue, Jul 7, 2020
You are the drug that i always wanted to live without.
I will not sleep without our face-time when you are distance apart.
I make sure everyday that you are fine.
I was the one who made you feel good and beautiful.
I never let you to be sad for missing your favorite food binge.
I never left you feel alone when you are sick and mad.
Beside all these, I am not complete without your love.
But now, you threw me for someone better.
I cried, I broke, I dried and now you have left me with nothing.
I begged you to come back and you asked me "who are you"?
I almost lost every of my self respect to save our love.
I had no idea that your love will be a fake one.
You gave me a huge whimper of protest that my soul is now battling for my existence.
The crucial part is that you know that i am suffering and shattered without you.
Cu'z i loved you so bad and trusted you so easily.
Years passed, I am recovering and the news from friends circle came that you have been betrayed by the person you loved and you are completely broken and smashed.
He realized the second love he chose was surreal and the heartaches given to her would be an unimaginable pains. He ran back to her and admitted his mistake for leaving her.
She said, Dont be SORRY, i trusted you. My fault and not yours . I am not yours and she moved on forever.
You threw her for someone that day and today that someone threw you for something better - Karma whispers for their story.
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