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Amnesia (On Hold)
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Ongoing, First published Oct 11, 2014
They say that couples who fight are most likely stronger than couples who do not. They say that it’s not the fighting that makes them strong, it’s the makeup, but that isn’t always the case. 	 The makeup is the process where you realize that your relationship is more important than your differences, and that you should accept each other’s mistakes. You learn something new, most importantly that your not perfect, and move on. 	 But what’s ironic is that you don’t really see the imperfection of your relationship. At first you don’t notice because of the trance you’re in, but as soon as you say the three words, “I love you,” you’re in a  complete daze. In your mind, you found your ‘soulmate’, the one person you can’t live without, the happiest part of your life. But ladies and gentlemen, you can’t let love blind you. Love is the reason you start making up excuses when fighting and saying that it’s no big deal. The mistakes made in the relationship cause bumps in the road, and sometimes those bumps tower over and you have no choice but to give up on your relationship. 	 You might think that I don’t know what I’m talking about. I don’t blame you. This happened to me in high school, and after all, high school relationships are a joke. But what we had was different. What we had was real. He was my first love. He was the one I could open up to. He was there to either cheer me up or cheer along. He was mine. But that all changed. Everything became different. We grew apart. Our love was barely there, it wasn’t as strong. It hurt, but it was unfixable. The more I realized this, the more it had hurt. 	 Every memory had faded away, and he was the reason why I after all used to wish to wake up with amnesia.
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