Love the wrong people
The blue poison of memory
"Everyone says that love teaches people to live. But for me, love means losing yourself little by little. What I thought was my sky, was actually a bitter black storm that destroyed my garden."
"I knew he wasn't the right man for me. But I loved believing his magical lies. Looking back today, I realize—I didn't really love the man, I loved a fictional character of my own making. I die every day of fear of losing the man I never had.