Unfortunately I have not yet have the privilege of someone breaking my heart.
You may be wondering why I seem to be making out heart break to be a positive thing.
Well, for a heart to be broken, a pretty special thing would have had to have come before the tragedy.
I want that special thing, and I wouldn't mind a heart break. To test drive the old ticker for future.
I just want something. Someone.
I just need someone.
I would feel so much happier.
Sometimes I wake up in the morning smiling, because I had a romantic dream, and it just seems so real, but one I wake up I realise it's not real, then my smile turns into a frown.
That's possibly the closest I have come to heart break.
I just want that dream to become a reality.
My friends tell me I'm pretty and stuff, But how come the entire male population can't seem to see that.
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