Tears begin to fall. I can't hold them back. Anger begins to rise, I can't hold it back. I need to say what's happening, I NEED to get things off my chest, I need a release.
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At sixteen you wish your love story to be perfect. Flawless. Unfortunately, like life, it isn't. But endings could turn into beginnings. Because heartbreak can give room to love... even if love is a messy subject.