January 23

There was surely something wrong about the way he loved. And despite his shortcomings, she held on to her faith in him that one day he’ll surely become the man he is meant to be. But it’s funny how life passes by in such delusions and dreams—that there is a knight in shining armour, there are magic potions that fix broken hearts, fairies that flutter around with pointed ears, and star dust in the colours of the nebula or that he will love her at all. It’s funny. Really. To carry such a curse and never want to live or love fully again. 


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