Have you ever just randomly started crying because you've been holding in all of these emotions and pretending to be happy for way too long?
I am Dane. And finally met the guy named Trebor. The guy who break down my walls.
And I'll make sure I didn't just met him. I'll make him fall in love with "The Dane".
"So that time, that second we met, we belong together. Forever."
Her six-word love story reads:
"She's moving on; he comes back."
Is it possible to forget someone when love has disrupted the future you carefully built for yourself?