I loved him. I thought it was mutual. Only to have my heart ripped apart and stepped on; every time it was weak enough to be taken advantage of. You must think that I am only seventeen years old and have not felt true love yet- oh my dear, age and time doesn't have the sagacity to tell me that I was not in love. I was beyond "in love". I was forced to feel the way I did because there was no way out- only to fall deeper in the hole that he caused. The hole in my heart, the hole that I have now burried myself in because I knew; without him to throw myself at, I was worthless. To him, I was worthless. He refrained me to live the life I should be living.
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RomancePeople say that if something truly belongs to you, it will find its way back. Except love. Full of lust and hatred all together to create something that could tear a human apart if not handled the way it must-Shall i say? The way his scent was so im...
