I am no longer a hopeless romantic. I no longer believe in love at first sight, “the one” or the concept of true love.
Something changes when you are the one who wakes up one morning and realizes you’re not sure if you still love the guy sleeping next to you, the one who’s been there through anything and everything, the one who’s supposed to be “the one.” That morning, for whatever reason, was different, and nothing thereafter will be the same.
Why is this happening? Ho…
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Blessed is he who expects nothing, for he shall never be disappointed. – Alexander Pope
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