Broken Promises, Shattered Heart |✓

Broken Promises, Shattered Heart |✓

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He promised that he would protect her. He promised that he would always be there for her. He promised that they were a team and no one could tear them apart. Then why did he leave her behind? © 2017 Daydreamer1637 ----------------------------------------------------------- HIGHEST RANKING- #22 IN SHORT STORY Review "This story hit me on a personal level. Extremely heart-breaking and emotional. Girls who have been heart broken - this ones for you."- @PolkadotAndThug Cover : @calloipe
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"You can call me when you're lonely. I'll be your temporary fix." Those were the words that he said to me and it was plain simple, he wanted nothing but sex and I wanted nothing more than too. I was the kind of girl who was too scared of falling in love again because I feel like there is something more in life than being mournful over a guy who never actually gave a hell. I deserve something more than pain and misery over a stupid heartbreak. Since then, I got too scared of commitment that I no longer wanted to be in one. I wanted fun and I wanted to feel like I am alive again. He was the kind of guy who was too busy for permanent relationships. The superstar that all women wanted to bang with. The kind of guy who would have any girls kneel down in front of him because well, he is that kind of guy. He was a guy with a hectic schedule, sold out world tours, drinking champagne in private jets, holding a mic in one hand and conquering all over the world on the other. Maybe I needed someone to show me how to live again and he needed someone to show him how to love. All Rights Reserved. 2015 Word count: 259,139

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