
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.Todos os Direitos Reservados
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