I am Dune
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Who am I? I am no one. I am the one who trips on air. The one who would never answer a question in class. The one you wouldn't notice. The one who notices everything. The one who tries to be the best. The one who tries to make everyone happy. The one who is forgotten. The one ho never goes out. The one who people question. The one who would do anything for some ones happiness. The one taken for granted. The one who thinks that there is noting important about them. The one who is a weed in a garden full of flowers. No one wants it there but it is. The one who will not be remembered. My story isn't a happy one, it isn't a sad one. It wouldn't make you laugh, and it won't make you cry,. So why make a story that is not happy nor sad, inspirational nor traumatizing? Because it is a story no matter how big or small, sad or happy. And like every story it longs to be told before the end of the story teller story is finished. For I am not big nor small, important nor unnecessary, strong nor weak, fearful, troubled no carefree, big nor little, a valley nor a peak, stream nor ocean I am, Dune
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"I want a divorce." And just hearing him say that my whole world that seemed to revolve around him stopped. Gathering myself I barely managed to speak in a voice that even I could not recognise. I couldn't comprehend anything going around me. "Wh..hy?" As soon as the words left my mouth he threw the file and the photographs spread across the floor. And those photographs had me in compromising positions with not one but several men. Looking at those photos I looked straight into his eyes. Disgust and hatred. The only emotions I could see. Taking a deep breath I composed myself and tried to keep my face void of the emotions I felt at that moment. Hurt and immense pain. If he didn't trust me then he has no right to see me vulnerable too. "Is this the only reason why you want to divorce me? No other except this?" It was foolish of me to ask him but I had to make sure. Also for me trust comes before love. If he doesn't trust me I don't even want to save the relationship. "Is this not enough you whore? What else can I expect from a slut and a gold digger like you! I knew it from the start that all you showed was just a facade. Your innocence, kindness, it was all fake. I just don't believe how can I be so dumb." Was I hurt? No I was broken beyond repair. My heart ached. I felt like I was seconds away from collapsing. I had far exceeded the limit of hurt and pain. I was so powerless in that moment that I couldn't even fight with him. Love makes you strong. I have heard and felt that countless times but they always forget to mention what comes after that. Love makes you weak too. I couldn't shout at him because I loved him. But I had to be brave. For myself. ************************************************** Is love enough for two people to be together or is there something more important than love? This is story of Xander and Sophie who loved each other but still couldn't be together. Because more important than love is trust. © All rights reserved

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