Ugly Truths

It is 1:08am and there is an empty feeling in my gut where the butterflies used to be. You see, the sad fact of falling in love is that to every love, there is a heartbreak. As long as there is love there will be heartache just like as long as there is life there will be death. Heartache is just as much part of love as death is a part of life and to accept these truths is the ultimate struggle.

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