Never Good Enough #Wattys2016
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Dernière publication dim., janv. 15, 2017
They say everyone has a soulmate. So many people get caught up in love it's disturbing. Don't they know this world isn't a love story? We don't need hopeless romantics.
Why do I say that? Because I once was one. I believed life was full of roses and dancing in the rain, but one person can change your whole lookout on life.
I believe everyone has a bad side. Everyone can snap in a second. I've witnessed this first hand. One minute they can give you the world and the next?
They raise their hand to you and hit you like a worthless punching bag.
Maybe that's all I am. A worthless punching bag. But he has good days I promise.
It's the bad days that I fear the most...
But I love him no matter what and I can't leave him.
So I sit here. I sit and try to be the very best.
You think it's easy to just get up and leave but it isn't. Could you just up and leave the one you love the most in your life?
I didn't think so. I won't find anyone else to love me. He tells me he's the only man who will ever love me.
And I believe him.
So I sit. And keep quiet.
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