Are you willing to walk this long and difficult road with me?
I got hurt, I got stabbed, I got lied to, been taken for granted. I was easy. Easy prey.
But, a little action, those places, familiar songs, a mere scent. - it can do a lot. Really a lot.
Well, what to do? We are human. I care and I cared a lot.
It meant a lot to me. So, I still miss, still think, still reminisce and I still hope.
But I fear. Fear terribly.
He had this "I did this. I said that."
Now it seems like it is just sweet talks.
It is all fake. Illusions.
Initially, he worked, worked for me to become his.
Then it changed.
No nothing when he asked for my hand.
No cherishes, no loving touch. Just cold shoulders, just me and the air.
I still hoped and my heart aches. I still miss but I fear. I still think but I reminisce.
Will he go all over for me again? Or am I just a pawn in his game?
He never loved me from the start. I am but a toy in this part.
If I say I love you, will you say you love me too or will you treat/take me as a fool??
Is this love?hearts flutterings
1:41:00 PM
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