He was suppose to be my Prince Charming, my true love, the man I was prepared to love forever...he made me believe in love. From the first words I knew he was a player but he was just so perfect I wanted to take the risk. So I did...I gave him a chance to prove me wrong. He amazed me everyday...he did all the sweet small things, but fantasy only lasts for so long before REALITY HITS and trouble begins...hearts are broken...pieced back together and given hope but only to be destroyed again...he was my truest love and my biggest heartbreak The pain almost killed me but I couldn't let it destroy me I needed to move on, I owed it to myself but was I able to accept my reality or was i unable to love again?
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