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We've all had our unfair share of heart breaks; the now or former little pieces of your heart shattered all about. But what concerns me is what you did after that... Did you use the temporal glue of revenge on your Ex to rush into something else while unhealed or did you use inferior materials of love to pump your heart back up. Yes my heart has been broken before; while I was 16 and I feel you judging and questioning me, it was real,maybe not as deep as I understand love to be now; but I'd rather be with him talking about how the sun shines perfectly and making videos of us brushing our teeth. It was not till after this I understood why parents urge their offsprings to wait till they are old enough, not that age makes your heart resistant to heart break but then you're well aware of the damaging effects. I know I wasn't a trophy girlfriend back then as all that bothered me was my next shortbread moment; but he was lax too. When I fall in love it's inte

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He was my hallelujah, the answer to my prayers, and the reason behind the 7 scars spread across my body. He would lift up holy hands to heavens, and lay them so violently on me. “I love you” he said at dawn and “oh don’t cry my love, I’m sorry” as the sun set. And for every time he laid his hands on me, my heart broke a piece; because how can you claim to love someone and cause them so, oh so much pain. But listen, wait! what if he was trying to help me become stronger, you know make me ready for life’s battles and all the uncertainties it comes with. I mean what love is perfect, right? How didn’t I see a pattern here, that I was giving and giving all of myself till I was parched and got not a drop of love back in return, is this what love has become to me? A pool of pain to drown in and only come up for love as little gasps of air; but he loves me I promise he does. So I guess living in pain and constant fear is a small price to pay to be with the love of my life.

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She packed up her bags,ready to walk home alone as usual. It was 6:54, almost the time when he'd pass by her office. She was down stairs in 5 minutes just in time too see the hunk of him drive by her office. She was drawn to him in every field of mind possible, but the most he'd told her was 'nice weave girl'. She had a crush on him,but he was too busy to notice her. She was going to take everyone in his life down, starting with his girlfriend,she winked and tugged at her hair. She always thought she was at least desirable and he wouldn't even kiss her or have coffee with her, she loved him but all she wanted to do was hurt him,she couldn't have him... The memories of his smile haunted her, the way he struggled to stay fit amidst all his feuds. She had a little part of his picture every where in her room,a picture she tore into 20 pieces just to get enough of him. She was disturbed she knew it,maybe she should get herself hit by his car so she co

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