She said I love you but her heart has never been involved. They both knew from the beginning that it was all a play, a twisted drama. But somehow somewhere deep inside of his heart he wished she meant every I love you. He once saw her crying after a dispute, he thought that was a good sign but she knew she was only being a character in the play for the sake of what it brings to her. The scars would never leave him and when he thinks of that he curses love and Cupidon… When night falls, he walks staring at the sky to the constellations confess. He’s lost faith in love. And when someone tells him they love him, he usually chuckles as he replies, yeah, I once heard that, the same old song…
His meemaw was right, Love is but a play.

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