Heartbreaker.

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There must be at least a slightly confusion and dazzling event in our lives seem how affecting our perspectives. From the bottom of my heart, I'd almost couldn't believe what just happened to me. Everything had been unreal and somehow I'd been a gut that it was just a fantasy of a silly and hopeless teenage girl who filled with angst and anguishes who is absolutely no other than me. I don't know if I should say yes to him, I felt pity on him yet I can't just break my vow to myself. I love to let it becoming vague and subtle, I don't want to give a false hope of pure devotion. To be frank, I don't like him, as he likes me. I'm not ready for all of this. I'm scared to be hurt, again. All those erroneous emotions and actions, forget all of it, it was just so plastic. My heart was a porcelain diamond, it was once broken, and I tried to patch, amend, and glued it so it won't scattered away just like how my first love abandoned me with plastic hopes to love him. It was aching, hurting that made me feeling so uneasy, forcing tears of remorse and frustration to wet out my somber face.

I am sorry, I am not ready to accept you yet. Let's just be friend.
Love, Fatin.