Remember Me [Z.M]

Remember Me [Z.M]

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" Dear Zayn, I always thought I knew what it meant to be in love. I always thought people who let themselves be taken up with the idea of love and swept up in the fantasy were crazy and that they didn't know what they were talking about. And then I met you and everything changed, All the things they said finally made sense and as cheesy as it sounds I actually understood those silly love songs I used to laugh at. Slowly every part of my life became entwined with thoughts of you. You took over my dreams, my aimless thoughts always found their way to you. If I wasn't talking about you I was thinking of what I'd say when I talk to you and what we would do in our beautiful imagined world. Everything that I am includes you now. But sadly I am only a little bug and you are a garden Yours truly, Janette." A story of realism and the rollercoaster full of emotions, called life, in which a girl's death was the beginning of it all.
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"You can call me when you're lonely. I'll be your temporary fix." Those were the words that he said to me and it was plain simple, he wanted nothing but sex and I wanted nothing more than too. I was the kind of girl who was too scared of falling in love again because I feel like there is something more in life than being mournful over a guy who never actually gave a hell. I deserve something more than pain and misery over a stupid heartbreak. Since then, I got too scared of commitment that I no longer wanted to be in one. I wanted fun and I wanted to feel like I am alive again. He was the kind of guy who was too busy for permanent relationships. The superstar that all women wanted to bang with. The kind of guy who would have any girls kneel down in front of him because well, he is that kind of guy. He was a guy with a hectic schedule, sold out world tours, drinking champagne in private jets, holding a mic in one hand and conquering all over the world on the other. Maybe I needed someone to show me how to live again and he needed someone to show him how to love. All Rights Reserved. 2015 Word count: 259,139

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