He hurt me again..and then I thought that there has got to be something more, something better out there for me.
I thought it was perfect, I thought it was meant to be. Then I realised.. if that was the case, this so called "love" wouldn't tear my soul apart, it wouldn't break my heart, nor would it put tears on my face day in and day out.
I took a step forward and three steps back for years. I lost myself. Confusion, depression, depression, confusion..it kept repeating. Illusions..those took me there.
He said "I love you". I thought about it so many times..what does that really mean? What does it mean to him? One night we reach heaven, then we find ourselves in hell?
And then he disappears...
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