Once upon a time my love for you was fiery and intense, and every single little word of sweet nothingness meant everything to me.
Once upon a time I meant the words I said to you and firmly believed that we would make something out of ourselves that we could be proud of in the future.
There came the first wave, the second, the third, fourth and fifth. Our grounds were shaken, promises broken and trust shattered into tiny little fragments that cannot be recovered.
Darling, we tried to salvage everything between us. You never forget your first kiss and you never forget your first taste of true love. I never doubted that, and never will.
Once upon a time, love was meant to be pure. Had I plucked the flower out of its soil, today it shall be returned back to the ground. Love is admiration and healthy satisfaction, never aggravation nor desperation.
Darling we may be over for real this time, our flames have finally extinguished for each other. Nonetheless, every single once upon a time with you was beautiful, it’s a pity there would not be a happily ever after.
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