When you fall inlove, you know it's only going to end badly. For a while. Then you realize that it wasn't meant to be, realize their flaws, realize how much they didn't mean to you.
How little they really cared for you.
That as a whole, you never were, never will be.
Yes it's sad, also the truth.
Then you get over it, carry on, not looking for anybody, not wanting or needing anybody.
At a very spontaneous moment, you'll meet somebody else. At first you won't realize it, until slowly you start to feel, start to wonder. The point of no return begins again, just this time he's nicer, treats you right, calls you beautiful even when others are around, he's not afraid to be him and you. To make you feel so special.
Then you realize, again, you've fallen. But this time you know, no matter, you can always get back up if things aren't really what they seem.
This time you know what to expect, and sadly what not to expect.
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