Until We Met Again By Anisha: A SwaSan Story (Duplicate)
My entire life, I have been in search of LOVE. True love!!.. But all I got is fake. Fake love, fake support, everything was fake and why they did that??..
Because of the stupid f**king money? Can money buy love? Is it so important? Can money measure my love??..
I hate you Natasha, I hate you for everything. No, no how can I hate her? I love her right? Yes… I love her and hate myself for loving her!!..
For loving a b*t*h like her!!..
I stepped into the lawn, just to find him broken. It hurts to see your love in that stage but I can’t do anything. I can’t gather the pieces of his broken heart and join them when my heart is in the same position. A patient can’t heal the other one, I’m a victim myself!!..
I remember those days at College when I used to love him and now? Yes, I do. But I can’t help… I’m just his friend. Because I’m married!!..