I learned very young the whole point of everything was to love. So I loved hard and fell fast. I was too giving and too kind to the vultures of the world. My past still haunts me and I wish I could understand why everyone always left. Part was my blame but the other?
What was I supposed to do?
YOU ARE READING
I'm a zero
RandomLife has no meaning if not for love, but what if you've given all your love and it takes your life.
