(c) 2018 , The Boy Next Door
Written : (2017)
Rewritten : (2018)
He was cold.
His mouth had no filter, he'd say what he wanted and never minded if he'd pained someone with his harshed words.
I knew from the start that I was chasing air, that I'd never get to hold him.
I knew that men like him would never change, that it is up to themselves if they wanted to change.
But deep inside I hoped,
I hoped that I could turn him around, that he'd realize my own worth.
I thought it was only that.
But I didn't knew that it was harder than just winning a stubborn guy.
I learned something.
And it is something that you'll learn as well.