AREEBAH - LOVE IS SIMPLE

AREEBAH - LOVE IS SIMPLE

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THIS IS NOT YOUR ORDINARY LOVE STORY... "Our relationship is on the brink of destruction! We don’t communicate or understand and love each other in the right way" - Areebah If love was simple I would be the happiest person alive. Michael is not simple! This is no romance but some kind of trick that is working, because I damn love Michael -_-' Right now there is a world to explore and he doesn't want to be part of it well he can suck it and go his own path because Aree isn't waiting for any drop kick jerk. This is a case of moving on...Maybe. My life is full of surprises; Family, friends and my love life. Here is a little advice - Pick your partner wisely.
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I gave the best of myself to someone who didn't have anything to lose. I didn't know how to avoid my lover's toxic and abusive flames. My lover's twisted words were like a maze inside of my head that I couldn't escape. Sadly, my lover's actions hypnotized my thoughts and paralyzed my thinking. I learned the hard way that love isn't leaning in for a kiss, and a fist meets you halfway. Love isn't being a punching bag because someone decided they wanted to beat on you today. Love isn't saying I love you just because someone wants to keep you to themselves. I tried to be there for my lover, but I learned it is impossible to fix the broken pieces when the glass has shattered. There will always be pieces that are not repairable. However, I kept going right back to the person who I needed to walk away from. I was afraid, and I wasn't brave enough to wake up from this nightmare! I made the choice to suffer when life is meant to be lived and enjoyed. Will I find the courage to know my worth and know that I deserve better than the distasteful lies that are whispered in my ears? Will I have the strength to fight my insecurities? Will, I set myself free, or will I let my love be the death of me?

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