I loved a person who is the most important to me in the whole universe, whom I trust the most and the idea of unsincerity never crossed my mind even once.
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I am so in love with him that I wasn't able to see what is going on behind my back. He cheated on me, he dumped me and leave me because of someone else. He broke me apart and I feel like my whole world is crumbled into several pieces and I can't trust anyone anymore. I cried alot, I killed my self respect for him and begged him to not leave me because of someone but he doesn't care about me at all. He waa so selfish if he doesn't want to be with me then why did he play with my heart my emotions my trust, I asked these questions several time to myself. This event make me depressed to the extent and I hate all the memories which I spent with him together in the past years. I thought sometimes that in all these years he doesn't love me? Even for a one moment? After getting out of my depression
IWrote a small poem about my LOvE.π
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Her desire is a little piece of his heart,
Neither gold, nor money,
She only wants,
But a little little place.
To her it is more than the universe,
More than emralds, more than opals
She wants nothing,
But a little little place.
For her he is the king of her wants,
Ruler of her heart, controler of her desires,
She only demands,
But a little little place.
Her feelings become superior to her,
Guardian of her, teacher of her,
She only dream for,
But a little little place
Her universe light her into ashes,
Cheated her, dumped her,
She stay still,
But for a little little place.
Her heart is broken into many pieces,
Broken soul, broken desires,
She cries for,
But a little little place.
She begged to him to come back,
Request him, force him,
She struggles for,
But a little little place
She sacrificed herself for him
Shatter herself, cage herself,
She doesn't get,
But a little little place.
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I don't trust anyone blindly after this event and now my self respect is the most important thing to me which I wasn't going to sacrifice because of anyone. I don't know love exist in this world or not but I don't have the courage to shatter myself again or cage myself into a shell. I am no longer be a person which I used to be in the past. That is how love can make a person or break a person. Feelings are always true but these are the humans who always on fault.