I was never lucky in love.
I know this is too soon to decide that. But I have gone through so much already to decide this. I don't care if you are judging me cuz I have my reasons.
My first love was sort of a total cliche.
I fell hard for my best friend. Real hard.
I didn't know I was in love with him until he confessed his love for me in his diary after he died in a car accident.
Six months of self wallowing, pain, guilt and never having the chance to tell him about my feelings......I couldnโt be myself anymore. It was as if I lost a part of myself along with him.
But the other part in me was opened up by HER.
I am still not ready to talk about HER. Not because she broke me, because she made me who I am today.
For all the difficulties I have faced and still facing today , she has been my only motivation. If not for her, I would have given up.
The only reason I'm fighting real hard today is only because of HER.
I don't want to get back together with her. All I want is that she must get all the love and happiness she deserves in this world.
She doesn't make me weak. She brings out the best in me. And that's all I want.
This is not a confession. This is the story of my strength.
Love,
Sarah.
