Love isn't perfection

Here I am again at a café, sitting near the window. Staring blankly and thinking hard on how stupid I've become.

A year of happiness, a year of blindly following my heart, a year full of hiding and a year of deception.

After that year, my happy bubble burst, my love destroyed me and my loved ones doesn't even know what to do with me anymore. My time has run out, it's time to face the music.

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