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4h
They say love is beautiful… But my love came with scars
Let me tell you about this boy I met.
But this—
This ain’t no love story.
This ain’t no flowers and butterflies and hug story.
Nah.
This one got fear inside.
Dark corners inside.

And I still can’t believe it.
How I let him break into my heart—
Brought fear.
Brought jealousy.
He Said he loved me…
But all he brought was sweet lies and misery.

And me?
I was crazy over love.
I believed anything.
And I don’t know why I didn’t stand up—
Because I’m strong-witted, right?
But when it came to that *****—
My armor fell.
My crown slipped.
And I handed him the throne.

I let him break me down.
Pulled my confidence to the ground.
And all my friends hated how I let him push me around.
I had a village—
But love had me deaf.
Turned their whispers into static
Just so I could worship his silence.

By the time it was over—
He wasn’t even human.
A demon in disguise.
And still, I stayed.
Delusion made me feel like
The universe spoke for him.

That ***** told me he loved me…
But he didn’t mean it.

And let me tell you why I’m mad—
‘Cause loving him was like signing a contract
Where my name was written in blood.

He broke my heart,
Threw me in the glass.
When he was done?
Picked me up—
And threw me in the trash.

And now,
Now this—
He can’t take back.

This the funny part—
But it ain’t really funny.
It’s just sad.
I still have all those scars
From being thrown through that glass—
But that’s what I needed.
To show me that love
Shouldn’t hurt.
That pain
Was what I needed to take my final step back.

I rose.
I finally chose
Peace
And not pain.
this is not a love story its a story of strength and growing
Written by
Naebaegreen
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