Prologue:

Loving a blind man is like signing up for breaking your own heart.

Why I do spend my time worrying about you, when you obviously don't?

Why do I even put such a lot of thought for you when you couldn't care less for me?

Why does your happiness was my main priority when yours wasn't mine after all?

Why does the only man I cared with every fiber of my being doesn't see him as I perceived him to be?

Does true love really exist or is it just another figment of my imagination?


A/N: Chapter 1 will be posted soon!

Reviews are highly appreciated though I know there's barely to talk about.