I'm not good at this, so if I write something wrong, please tell me :) Btw, I'm from Sweden, so I thought that I could try to write a story on english and this is my first story i'm writing here. Here's the Introduction. Maybe it wasn't true love. I mean Is it true when he play around? When he lies to me? Because i'm really confused right now, is it meant to be like this? I don't how love feels like. I looked up at him to see his eyes, in this point he looked really sad. "Maybe we could try again?" I could hear a low voice full of sadness say. I looked up at him then gave him a sad face but I wasn't even sad. "I can't" I said then I walked to my car to drive home.All Rights Reserved