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Tear-stained cheeks, my mascara was now an ugly smudge after being ruined with all the crying I had been doing for the past hour. I could not recognize myself as I looked through the mirror. The more I stared at myself the more the tears. I could hear them in the next room. Their moans enraged me and made me feel like throwing up. I retched but nothing came out. 

Disgust is what I felt.


My life had turned out to be a chaotic mess and I wondered what I had done to deserve all that. I was a good person or so I believed.

I smiled through the pain and thought to myself that everything was going to be okay. I did not believe that myself but I had to tell myself to keep going or I would be stuck in a loop with my past trying to set myself free...

DAWN.

<p>Feelings trap us.<em>Sometimes I wonder if it is okay to love two people at the same time. There is no one a person can only love one person. Our heart can not choose who to love or when to let go of someone you loved dearly. It does not know when to stop loving. There was Enzo and there was Ryan. I may have hated Ryan but hate can not overcome love at some point. He will always be my first love nothing would ever change that fact I was just mad that it was him and nobody else. People say your first love is the most beautiful love you will experience. It was not the same thing with me ,he was someone who ho lied to me ,manipulated me and made me a laughing stock. </em></p>

36.Feelings