Being a Grown-Up

broken20heart1My dreams seemed so possible before you. Then I imagined falling madly for someone and being happy with them for the rest of my life. Now I’m afraid. My dreams are broken. My belief in love is no longer pure and naive. I hate being a ‘grown-up’. R.P.


We ruined each other by being together.
We destroyed each other’s dreams.
Kate Chisman

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