I wish I never loved you
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They say never to trust a man with a devilish grin and a leather jacket. He can show you why a devil is a man. But no one ever warns you of the man that has an angelic grin and a white turtleneck. He can show you heaven on earth, yet people seem to forget that hell also exists, and Angel Hale knew how to bring you to both.
Angel Hale, the man that took all my firsts. My first kiss, first love, first time, and more. He taught me how to unwind and to be more carefree from the world. Everything we see and feel is because of our own purpose, our own life. Coincidences don't exist, but fate does. Angel Hale was my fate, and I still can't decide if it was a euphoric one or a cruel one. With him, I changed. I flourished into a new person that not even I could tell you how was possible.
Our love was intoxicating. Always learning new things from one another and together. Many were jealous of our love, always trying to bring us apart. But there was no avail. Sometimes I wonder, what would have been of me if I never met Angel? Parts of me believed that could have never happened. It was fate that brought us together every time. Yet, another part of me wishes I had never met him. Never loved him as much as I do. But, that could never happen. I needed Angel, and he needed me as much as I did, as much as I do.
Angel Hale was an intoxicating man. Always showing me the pleasures of heaven and hell. He was my book, yet I was only but a chapter.
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