a different life from you.

I don't believe in love anymore. I once was love's biggest fan. I loved love. I believed in love at first sight, true love, soul mate, all that mushy-gushy stuff the best songs and books are written about. It's what every little girl dreams about. One day my prince will come....blah blah blah. I used to believe in love. I was in love, like I'm talking head over heals, stars in your eyes in L-O-V-E. I loved you with all my heart even though I knew you weren't perfect. And that I have a problem with that word and every feeling in my body, I cant even show my sister how I feel about her. You were always more sure about us. Then we broke up for a summer, but our hearts led us back together after not really being broken up. But you said the words that will keep us apart. But time heals all wounds right? We were happy again and more in love than ever. And from there we would live happily ever after, I was living every girls fantasy because I had you, my perfect man. Against the odds we were soul mates made for one another. What should I be more upset about my broken dreams and broken heart, or the fact that I fell for it or that I didnt really tried harder, but whats the point? Only fools fall in love, and love played me like a fiddle. So I don't believe in love anymore. Because if you don't believe in love there is nothing to cry about, and I don't have anymore tears to cry. So I gave up on love because it gave up on me but I will hate my self for not telling you exactly how I feel and now its too late.