profile.18yo. Muslim. Daughter of Mhd Soif. Love's.
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? The story of me and my ex.
? The Ups and Downs
? "In his favorite black tshirt"
We started to date because of my series of short-story of me and my friends and their boyfriends,
which were just my illusions. i paired them up and wrote their love stories and man, some of them
dated in real life. thanks to me i guess.
and I dated mine too.
It was heart-fluttering moments in my life where my senior (yeah he is one year older than me)
asked me to date him. and obviously i said yes lah kan. this love memang sangat cinta monyet gais.
we dated for 1-2 months and broke up. i was sad but i kept my head high. ego wins people!
year later he apologized and asked me to date him again. and i said yes because i truly loved him.
we shared so many things together. i was really in love with him. he was so understanding.
he understood that i cant always text him and call him cause i will be dead if my mom knows.
he understood my situation, which make me fell in love with him over and over again.
we used 'awak-saya' and i was so 'forward', and asked him to call me with sweet names.
and, eventually he called me sayang. (which i must say that i kinda regret bcus i was the one who asked for it)
i can't help but smile whenever i think that it was really amazing that we both share the same
we dated for like 1 year and he cheated on me. we broke up.
things went on for like 1 week and he said he regret it. and he want me again.
and i accept him back (because i really love him i dont want anyone else)
year later he cheated on me again. but we didnt break up. instead, i cheated on him back.
(here came the devil inside of me)
and eventually we broke up.
years went by and now, we are on a good term. we are friends.
on some nights, honestly i miss his presence. i miss his lame jokes. i miss everything about him.
on some nights, i curse myself cuz i was so stupid by letting him in again and again and again.
on some nights, i realized, that if it was not him, i will never learn to love, to trust, to live again
after he broke me apart.
and that's life. and i do learn that first love will never work out.