“WELCOME TO VENICE”

“Thank you”

I smiled at the front desk officer who gave me my room key and hurriedly left as soon as I received it.

I was busy looking around when I bumped into some figure. I bowed and quickly apologized.

“I’m sorry” i said and didn’t even bother to look at the man’s face. I’m pretty sure it’s a guy coz of his scent.

The man left without saying any word.

“How rude” I mumble to myself and look at his back.

“Welcome back to Venice, Hae! Looking dope as ever”

I heard another man approaching the man. Ommo ommo he’s so cute! The guy didn’t respond and just walk with the other guy.

“How rude” I said again.

How many times did I say that one? Oh God, there are really rude people in this world and I should not be close to them or be near them.

This trip is supposed to be one of a kind and it’s going to be fun. I already plan to start my life here. VENICE will be the new me. Fighting!

But

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But why am I crying?

“How do I begin?

You kept on walking out the door

You come back and you're sorry.”

I roam around the lounge of the hotel, every side here is majestic.

Everything reminds me of him.

Everything reminds me of the good times we’ve been together.

Why did it stop?

“Bringing home lies, the same old story.

I just got to be free, oooooh”

Why did I end up being in Venice?

I should have just chose another place but I found myself going back to the same place where I first met my first heartbreak.

This is not a good idea.

I should’ve just listened to them to never go back to the place that reminds me of him.

But I’m stubborn and here I am.

“Maybe it's time to let you go…

So, I'm letting you go,

Though it's hurting me so

I'm letting you go

With all the pain you can't see

You have to move on,

I have to move on

Letting my last tears fall,

and I'm letting you go.

Tooooooo...”

But I know myself. I’m better than this.

I need to get back to my senses.

I’m strong!

“YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! I’LL BE OVER YOU! YOU PIECE OF ”

I shouted.

And they all looked at me.

HOLYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!

I forgot I’m still in the hotel lounge. Oh floor, eat me alive!

I’M DARA.

This is my story.