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"I was really in love with you."

"I know."

"But did you love me?" he asked, two months after we broke up.

I smiled bitterly. Funny how he had the courage to talk to me face to face after turning his back on me. He said he likes one of my best girl friends and we should have our closure so we won't feel any awkwardness. How generous.

"No. I didn't love you. But I also didn't lie to you when I said I love you that time. You see, I don't have any concept of love that's why I thought that was what I was feeling that moment. Now I learned that it wasn't anything close to that.

If I was in love with you, I would've accepted who you are or who you aren't. But I couldn't. I hated the way you talk about my flaws as if I won't get angry that you see a part of me as unacceptable. I hated your insensitivity.

And if I did fell in love with you, I would've done something to at least make you stay but as you remember, when you said you're getting tired of me, I didn't chase you. I said I understand. Partly because I know I am really hard to love and understand but the main reason was because I know that I can live without your constant 'how are you's.

So go ahead and judge, do you think what I felt for you was love if now I can effortlessly take a step back whenever you're trying to reach out? If now I don't give a damn if you don't talk to me anymore? Is that what being in love means to you? Then I shouldn't be surprised how you can say you loved me."

"Then are we okay?" he forced a smile.

"Never better," I added to the bunch of lies I said before walking away to go somewhere and cry.

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[Relic]

Ah, the trials of courtship at a young age can throw us for a loop. All those dreams and constant thoughts of him and it was all for naught. How could someone be so cruel to say those things?

Believe it or not, this occurrence is as common as filling your car up with gas.

A good topic for a poem?

Stay here on writers cafe for about five or six years before you decide.
Just don't light any matches when you do.

Keep writing.