Under The PAIN
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PROLOGUE:
Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up.
When a love comes to an end, weaklings cry, efficient ones instantly find another love, and the wise already have one in reserve.
There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They are messengers of overwhelming grief... and unspeakable love.
Love is like a puzzle. When you're in love, all the pieces fit but when your heart gets broken, it takes a while to get everything back together.
Trying to forget someone you love is like trying to remember someone you never knew.
I was never one to patiently pick up broken fragments and glue them together again and tell myself that the mended whole was as good as new. What is broken is broken -- and I'd rather remember it as it was at its best than mend it and see the broken places as I lived.
There were many ways of breaking a heart. Stories were full of hearts being broken by love, but what really broke a heart was taking away its dream-whatever that dream might be.
" I told you Avoina just fucking leave me alone, I don't want you near me again. Do you fucking understand" I don't understand him. Am I deserved this kind of shit from him.
" But Ash, I told you I love you, gagawi ko ang lahat para sayo"
" You don't understand I DON'T NEED YOU IN MYLIFE. I don't fucking care if you love me. Cause I don't feel the same way."
So it's my story, I'm Avoina Miracle Zalamae, UNDER THE PAIN by the Jerk named Ash Isaac Gargantiel.
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