Unwritten Destiny
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Última publicación dom, oct 26, 2014
"Love" it feels amazing, they said. You could even feel buterflies in your stomach when you fall in love.
"I love you" people said, those three words meant everything, you could be blind and automatically give your everything to someone that say those words to you.
But for me? "Love" is nothing, well after all the crap I've been through...yeah it's nothing. Except, the love for my mom, and my mom's love for me.
And the words "I love you" are just three words in my vocabulary that are meaningless. They're useless. They don't exist. It's not like I won't married and have my own family but once again, after everything I've been through cause of this word --- love --- Will someone out there could love me with all his heart? Could him make me believe in "Love" again? Will he breaks my heart like what my father did to me and mom? I don't know... My destiny is unwritten.
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