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#deathlove
I have received such a question from a friend when I broke up the love story of living dead for each other. I still do not know why, because I myself do not know what to do after all, crying because of the time when the dust covered the love of a layer of moss.
In those days of youth, the day I saw love is all, but in the end happy not pick me, life always has such unfair things.
I do not resent, do not blame, because I understand anyone when love is also happy, only the road together only to then split the two falls, too. Spring taught me a lesson to remember that loving someone has never been easy, until now the heart is not enough courage to open up to receive any more emotional.
Because of that I am not lonely, but rather like a shoulder, with a great hand, so unfair to myself, not sincere with the other, what is the cause of suffering? Actually want to go together the way of life away from the heaven but for the choice of each of us.
I was no longer an 18 year old girl, and he did not have the same love as the past, we were different, only the spring bar is forever beautiful colors but sad abruptly Oh, we just do not know, that is the reason to deny love, I do not care anymore, really!
The pain taught me a lesson in maturity, so I chose to live the proud life of a single girl, though sometimes lonely, dry up a memory. I cried so much, I was crying because I was sad, crying because I did not have enough people to share, to hug, to complain, to weak in my arms, I kept on building Give a layer a mask.
Missing love is never worth telling, but today I will tell you about my tragic love story. I do not sorrow when talking about old lover, just let me sad today and packed all the memories, okay?
You keep silent like that, do not say anything, because if you say a word I fear I will be weak crying in front of you lost.
It will be alright to lose one person by the side, because this world has more than 7 billion people, then there will be a real person for you to stay, one because of you that wet the shoulder half, gentle with cuts in your heart.
I have enlightened so many things after someone becomes old things, that we have to love ourselves before loving other people, love the true heart not wrong but the bi is not worth it. So today, even if you have pain for the old, do not lose faith in love, the old only came, leave a few memories and leave, but love is still there. Do not be yourself tormented by loving wholeheartedly, love for the end is still worth cherishing and cherish.
But then one day, you will have to realize that the thing that you all miss and mourn is not a person in the past, but the moments you have seen as memories. You just remember the feeling you have, not the person. You only regret the feelings you have missed, remember the passion in love, remember when someone loved so much.