August 10, Thursday

How did you fall in love with him? 

I don't know, we were talking...

                                     August 10, Thursday

    When love, like an illusion, disappears, you feel cheated and lonely. Then like a wounded animal you hide in your hole and stay there until you feel ready to start your life again. But you can't love a second time when you've loved once, and that too hard.

    And from this moment on, you will no longer believe in fairy tales, because they are a little fraud. Because life itself is not a fairy tale and not everything in it ends well.

   Love - what is it? You think you're taking from the other, until at some point you realize that you've been giving from yourself all along. You believed in the other, and suddenly you realize that you were wrong. He's going and there's nothing you can do to stop him.

   You must trust in the wisdom of those who have walked this path before you. They say you have to live no matter how much it hurts, because you can't die with dying love.

    I believe them. Trust them too!

    Here, this is me. If you want, believe me, if you want, don't. Don't ask me for money. I don't have any. I work to live. I have only one soul, greatly wounded by fate. But I can't give it to you either. Because she's the only one left for me.

    Here, this is me. I needed to tell someone. I'm sorry that someone is you, my dear.                                                                     

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