"Some love stories aren't epic novels, some are short stories. But that doesn't make them any less filled with love."
- Carrie Bradshaw
The chapter ends. I never thought that I can feel this way. It's a strange feeling. It's like being torn apart. One still loving you. One not able to forgive you. Love. It's never logical. Our love is like fireworks. When the sparks were high up in the sky, everything looked so beautiful. But when the fireworks faded, our love turned and walked away.
To the people who ever fell out of love, tonight, I'm joining you guys and gals.
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