The Price of Love.

Love has no price, but the price you pay when you love…

At a tender age you love who you see most with all your heart. They become your everything. Your Idol, the person you look up to at every moment.

Only for one occurrence to change everything. Break down all the bonds. Nothing chemistry could explain. Just unspoken words and tear stains.


The love turns to hate, the admiration is reduced to a memory then absolutely nothing. You walk out as the building reduces to dust. The dust gushes toward you. Throwing stones and glass in your direction.

You slowly crawl out, too hurt to feel anything. Bleeding where you didn’t think would ever a bleed. A heart so destroyed. The scabs of healing leave it hardened.



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