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Oct 2017
Over.
It's done.
It's over.
I'm no longer the person who wants love.
I'm the opposite,
I want to be cold, I want to feel nothing, I want to be that bitter person.
I don't want to get hurt anymore.
I will not allow myself to feel again.
I used to be such a romantic,
Daydreaming about a boy, who would love me as much as I loved him.
****,
How stupid was I.
Tender was my heart.
No longer will it be.
As of today, I am no longer that girl who wishes for someone to take care of her, to value her, to marry her, to grow up with her.
That girl is over.
Tonight marks a revelation of myself.
I will no longer want, nor expect anything from anyone.
I will no longer hope or daydream of loving someone.
I will no longer let someone in.
It's over.
That girl is dead.
Diana
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Diana  20/F
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   Lior Gavra
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