Once upon a time, I met this person who made my face blush as red as an apple. The person who made my heart fall in love. This person who kissed my life and put a different color on it. One day I dreamt of loving this person and being loved by this person as well. I hoped and I prayed for that day to come. We became friends, I thought that, that is the start of something. You know what they say, it all starts with friendship. This person made me love him more and more everyday. I thought that person felt the same. Days passed, we text, we go out, like normal friends does. I told that person how I feel. I thought its gonna be alright, but it did not. I was hurt when that person told me, it cant be. We argued, we explained each other and the rest was history. I kept on pushing myself closer to that person. One day I thought, im tired. I have to let go and go on with my life. Stop dreaming and face the world. It was hard to let go of that dream. The dream that someday, this person will love me back the way I did. I realized that as the day passes by, the wound gets deeper. So I have to take care of it before it becomes worst. This decision hurts me a lot. But this is the only way I can think of for me to be able to live. Now, I am still on the process of moving on. Sometimes I cry but I know these tears will dry. I still love that person, and i'll always will. But for now, I must move on. And one day, I am sure, I will live a happy ever after life.
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