I loved, and I was hurt and abandoned, when I was young.
The love was so beautiful and sweet and the hurt was so severe that I almost wanted to die.
I didn't die of course, I just suffered the pain to my heart. It lasted for a couple months. Then I calmed down.
Years passed by. Nowaday when I recall that story, I no longer feel any pain. It's gone. But I do remember the sweet and happy time when we were together.
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