You were very close, it felt real.
One day you think, did that even happen? Was I dreaming?
And you wish, you really wish, it was just a dream.
But it wasn't.
That's what makes it even more hurtful.
And you start to blame the One who allowing all of this happen in your life.
"Why you even allowed me to take a sip of it before? To know it? To be happy about it? If in the end you will allow it to go away from me? Is this some kind of joke? A troll? Because it is not funny at all, it is turning me into someone totally different from before. The broken version of me"
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