If There Is A Tomorrow

If There Is A Tomorrow

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Romance
Maya had been facing difficulties all her life. She forgot who she was or what she even loved doing. But then a boy came into her life and made her remember how live, laugh and love. She was happy once again but then things turned out messy and she faced a heartbreaking problem. Will she ever be able to survive with this life changing problem? What did she do to deserve this? Will she ever be who she wants to be? Will everyone reject her for who she is? Will she ever be able to be happy again?
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I adored the way love appeared on the big screen-two people destined to go to great lengths just to be together. Above all else, they bent the world to make space for their love. And yet, I never once asked why: if love is boundless, without constraint, why does it so often arrive as an interruption-demanding more than it can give? Maya says love recognizes no barriers. I take that as gratitude for those with genuine hearts and sound minds. As for me, if you must intrude, disturb my peace-not my time. I remember the first time you let my heart bleed. We were young, and I prayed to God to change your mind-but my life was just beginning. I told myself, if it's meant to be, it will find its way back to me. So I wiped my tears and continued on my way. But then I found you again. Maybe I should have turned the other way. Maybe I should have been harder, colder, wiser. But something in me stayed soft. And just maybe-you were the answer. So I stayed. And I pray that my love for you won't be the end of me.

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