I'm not the type of person to hold grudges or plant any sort of hate or anger when people do me wrong. I accept their apology, I forgive them... but I never ever forget. 

"Move on. There's someone better out there for you."

Is what I keep on hearing. But I've been hurt. More than I can count on both hands. And I admit it. I have a fear of falling in love, because every time I do, that person proves to me that he doesn't deserve it.

I've been left behind. I've been cheated on. I've been forgotten and I've been hurt. And none of that will ever go away. 

When I love, I love. I don't play around. That's not how I am. When I'm in a relationship, I give it my all, my one hundred and ten percent to make it work... but a relationship is two ways. And if the person I'm with isn't willing to make the effort then obviously I'm giving up. If he chooses to play around, see other people, so be it. But if he does so, he should tell me. 

In the end, I was the fool. In the end, I was the one who got hurt.

That was a year ago. 

This is where I open up a new page. Where everything begins. A new me. ♥

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OFFICIAL CHAPTER ONE

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