Stories In A Star.

 When love hits you right in the face when you just simply weren't ready for it, what would you do? How would you feel? What would you say? If that happened to me, I don't think I would know exactly what to do, but then I realised I just had to be honest with the person. If I were you, I'd tell that person to give you some time, then only take action. If the feelings are returned, then good for the both of you. If the feelings aren't, then I hope you two will sort it out the right way. 

If that happened to me, I'd finally open up my heart, get ready to fall in love, and don't think of the consequences. I'll just go with the flow. I won't screw it up, as I screwed my first and last one up pretty badly. I think when you get your second lover, love somehow feels oh-so-differently. Maybe, just maybe, love just feels different with different people. I'm not exactly sure but it's just a hunch. 

But what I'm really sure of love, is that if you've screwed up your first relationship, and when you get into a second relationship, you'd know what to do. You'd be more sure of yourself. You wouldn't do anything stupid that might make you screw things up again.

A word or two for those singles out there who are still deeply hurt from their previous lover:

Don't worry about it. I know it is a big deal when it comes to getting hurt in love. But seriously, after all he/she's done to you; do you really think it's worth it to get all emo and cry over it? I know it's really hard, but try? For the sake of yourself. Where is your dignity? Shame on you. I know I'm being harsh, but believe me, being harsh to you is the only way you're ever gonna get over him/her. Try your hardest to not think so much about him/her. Whatever they do to you, whether is backstabbing you or bitching about you right at your face, I just want you to walk on and never look back. Because seriously, who do they think they are? They already screwed up your life once, and now they're trying to do it again. I want you to ask say this whenever you're hesitant about this matter, ''Why should I care? Let them do whatever the hell they want with me. The more they bitch about me, the more I know they're just weak assholes. Weak assholes who will never get over me. They're just so pathetic, that it's just lame. They only want to draw attention to themselves. Or in other words, they're attention seekers.''

So promise me this, you will get over him, whether you like it or not. You know why? Because they don't deserve to be in your life anymore. They're just trash. You're just simply too awesome to even think about them anymore. You've friends all around you, friends that will be there for you, whenever you need them, and vice-versa. Those are called true friends. And I want you to always remember to appreciate them, just like how you would appreciate yourself.

Written with ♥,  

Rafael.

Hate.

I mentioned,

I have to hate you eventhough I don't want to.

The way you treat me is brutal.

When I accidentally look at you,

it hurts in the inside. Deep.

Eye-to-eye contact,

one of the hurting ones.

Do I have the rights to hate him?

Yes, I do.

Do I even know what does hate means?

Maybe, I deeply do.

How do I know I hate him?

The amount of pain I feel when I think about him.

Hate is one word?

About him.

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                                                                               Stella

                                                 

Love.

 THIS is an example of true love.

What is love really? No one actually knows. Well, from what I've heard, some feel like they're in heaven, and some feel like they're in a never-ending kind of pain. And I guess everyone has their own opinions on love, and there just isn't one simple meaning to define love. One everyone can truly relate to. And whenever you're in love, you're bound to get into some shit, and don't ever forget that there's always a way out of it. 

So, don't think that you're trapped in love. Because no one can get trapped in love, not if you let yourself. You have to be strong. Real strong.

I just love your laugh. And your smile and everything else. ♥

Written with ♥,  

Rafael.

Risk.

 I still haven't decided whether I like it or not when it rains. Because I just love looking at the rain coming down, but then, I also tend to think about her. It makes me pretty sad most of the time. Although it's only been a few days, I'm already missing her. But don't get the wrong idea, I don't love her I just really like her But that's only because I don't think I'm ready to fall in love yet. 

God, what am I to do now? Should I just give up? Or take the risk to tell her how I really feel about her? Oh, I am just so afraid.

Written with ♥,
Rafael.

Beautiful Lies.

He ate my heart.

A piece of it, is missing.

I've been finding a way to forget all about him since back then.

But then I noticed, a piece of me belongs to him.

He said I was his only one.

He loves me more than anything.

I love him more than everything.

We both noticed, that those were just fairy tales.

People change. Some become a jerk. Some become an angel.

Unfortunately, he transformed into a ..jerk.

He showed me how, how to live like I do.

If it wasn't for him, I would never be who I am.

His voice was quivering. His eyes were red.

My heart is weakening. My mind regrets.

He is something I never knew I needed in my life.

Perfect, you told me.

Simply Perfect.

One day, you told me that you've found something that says

" let go of something or someone you love most"

and you did. Me..

I hate it how you treat me now.

We're like strangers.

We don't talk.We don't look.

But I noticed, you do look at me sometimes.

And I do too. But I hate it as it'll make me miss who you used to be.

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Twisted.

I guess, love is twisted. I keep thinking, Why do I cry? Why do I feel broken?

Are there any answers to my questions? Maybe its just the feeling that I'm experiencing. But still, how do I know its..real love?

I'll be waiting for an answer, till the end of time. I guess those moments weren't good enough for you but meaningful for me. My story is twisted, cold and unpredictable. Sometimes, I feel its a major explosion going on inside me.

Doesn't it hurt when you have to hate someone eventhough you don't want to? Well, it does. One day,he told me I was his everything but he proved, I was nothing to him.

I'd show him how I feel, without saying a word. I saw the tears on his face once and I realised that he truly loves me. But now, he's not himself. Its hurts to know that the person who used to be precious in our lives is backstabbing us from behind. Even after everything, I realised I still care about him. I know he doesn't, its obvious.

If he screams at me, I'll be smiling. As I could listen to his voice. When he slams the door, it couldn't make a sound.

I guess, 'Love shows a twisted story, a broken mirror, a broken heart'

Written with ♥,

Stella.

Cursed.

Have you ever like the world's going to come to an end? Have you ever felt true love? Have you ever found someone so special, that every time you thought of him/her, you just break down? It's like this:

Once upon a time, Sean met Hayley. They fell in love. They went through the best times together. They were so in love, that they thought nothing could ever break them apart. But suddenly one day, without any warning at all, everything just fell apart. She used to cry each day, wondering what had happened. What made everything fall apart when everything just seemed so perfect. It drove her crazy that he had found another girl by then.

I can put myself in this situation, although my situation was a bit different. Sometimes I just wished love wasn't made to curse us all. It just hurts so much sometimes. It sucks. Sometimes I envy those couples, out on the sidewalk together, or even, those couples who watch the sunset together at the beach. Sometimes I wonder, how could love be that strong to never break them apart for centuries?

Written with ♥,
Rafael.