Another one of those emo post that struck a chord in my heart during those “heartbroken times”. Indeed, we often end up saying that she is the one but deep within us we have that dopubts and questions if she really is the one. The time may not be right and at this point in my life, we will just go back to being strangers and live a new world.
First of all, let it be known here and now that I did love you. I was only ever cold to you that one time because I cared too much. I didn’t know how I was supposed to act when you heightened such a keen sense of passion in me. I could never think normally when I was around you. Some say that infatuation is different from love but what I felt for you bordered in between. I loved you despite your faults but I also crushed on you like you were the best thing since coffee. You woke me up. You did wake me up.
I was raised by vintage Harlequin books that I used to secretly read when my parents weren’t around. I used to believe that love was breath-taking, consuming and potent – it was all these things and more. Love has the ability to break you…
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