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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I have finally found a guy to make the heart beak go away. to me he's perfect! he's all i've been looking for. He treats me right. He makes me laugh and makes me happy. He's there whenI'm down, and has his own way to make me smile. he's a good kisser too!! He gives me that felling that my Ex- boyfriend could not give me. I hope he's the one. Every ones tells me not to keep your hopesup, but as the time has gone bye its starting to feel the way it used to. His friends tell me things. things I hope and wish are not true. I ask him about the things i've been hearing, he tells me there not true. Apart of me wants to belive him, but some thing deep down tells me not to belive him. I honestly don't know who to belive. I really want him to be the one. The one I live my life with. but now i'm beginging to change my mind. Again I feel like i'm being torn in two. It's not cool. It hurts. It's also not fair to me or to my heart. It's also not fair to him. I don't want to ask for help. I want to handle it on my own, but i don't think I can. Is this the work of low-selfesstem? I have no clue, but I wish I did. As each realationships fail I get the feeling I'll never really be happy. Doomed to be filled with guilt, sowwor, pain, dispare, and heart ach. never knowing the meaning of love. i'm starting to hate my life.
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