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Love & Romance

Love & Romance

Deep down, you know you’re okay. And as you walk with him to the bus stop, the conversation is light until a bus comes. He smiles, wishes you bon voyage. You ask him if you’re okay, if you’re good. He smiles and nods. He boards the bus, you walk home.

See not all love stories end, but not all last too. Some are more fortunate than others, and some just will never survive the everlasting storms. But we are all human, craving the touch of another. And we all like to believe in a love that can save us. However, sometimes, people cannot be saved by another, they must save themselves.

My heart is mine. It’s not yours. It does not belong in your hands and it is not your property. So don’t act like you can toss it around like a bowling ball. Don’t act like it’s yours for taking, like it’s something that you can own. Like I’m something you can own.

She’ll notice how your face lights up when you smile. She’ll notice how you blink your eyes when you look into hers. She’ll notice how you move your lips when you tell her that you love her. She’ll notice how you hold her hand while you’re both looking somewhere else. She’ll notice every little thing you do, trust me.

You destroyed a piece of me. A piece of me that I’m still hoping to get back. A big piece that was adventurous and loving and everything a lot of people look for in a girl. The kind of thing that makes a girl whole.