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One last love

One last love

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Romance
Have you ever wondered why love even exists? I do all the time, wondering why I waste all my time on something that could end in tears. Love seems at first that it could be magical, all those memories you make with the one you think you love. But what you end up with is a bucket of ice cream and a room full of snotty tissues. Not knowing if you want to end up with this person for the rest of your life or just a part time kinda thing. But this is where my story ends so let's start from the beginning.
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falling in love is like falling in an endless pit, you dared to jump in the name of risking everything, you gave your all, and depend to the love you believed was there, and somehow, it is the time where a cold fragmented ground of isolation started to form beneath the so called endless pit, forming on the sacrifices you gave, the care you offer, the light you shine to the person you love. now the only thing that keeps you floating is him, keeping the gravity away from you, the gravity that held you to the feeling of falling deeper to the feeling of an imaginary float. then one day, you lost him, you lost the only thing that is holding you to place, without the gravity you fear. your back hit the ground, your heart shattered in a million pieces and punctured your lungs that you couldn't breathe, the gravity is too much that you can't move or stand, you stayed there and let it devour you, you became miserable, you let the sadness eat your rotten flesh until youre a forgotten fossils of a skeleton of a sunken city. -Remy Detera

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