I've married the man whose responsible for my broken heart. I've hurt, cried, and pitied myself enough. And no more. I'll make him regret ever breaking my heart. I'll never forget and forgive him for his betrayal. I hate him..with every fiber of my being. I hate his annoyingly handsome face. His hypnotizing ocean blue of an eyes. I hate his frustratingly well-built body. But what really hits me in the guts HARD is the fact that no matter how much I try to prevent myself from ever feeling something for him again, he just makes it SO.DAMN.HARD. for me to. One moment he annoys me, and overwhelms me the next. Will the protective walls I built around my shattered heart hold for long no matter how much I struggle to keep it strong? Will I ever, if not truly heal, be able to fully love and trust someone, him, again? Or will I just make a run for it before I gave in and make the mistake of handing my already broken heart for the second time?
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