A day to remember

I live an unhappy life. All I remember from my childhood was me always crying. I'm surrounded by broken lovers. I've witnessed it all... love, betrayal, dishonesty, lies, third parties, everything...

It was... heartbreaking...

I just stood there, watching them fall out of love,

watching them mess up with each other.

I often hear questions like, "What is love?"

Love is... scary.

I don't even wanna try touching that up, I've always felt that love isn't for me. That I'm not worthy to feel that love.

But just like an unpredictable rain, I fell inlove.

I have that hope inside me that he'll be different, that I don't have to suffer just because of that shitty love,

But he failed me,

He kept proving me wrong.

I know everything happens for a reason but sometimes I wish I know what that reason was. Every moment with him isn't as euphoric as people described it to be, it was beyond excruciating.

I kept asking, "Why?"

Why does it have to be me?

Why do I have to be the one always crying in the end?

Why?

But then I remembered how it all started. The day I met him was indeed

A day to remember.