Disclaimer: Don't own Pokémon
Love sucks. I know you've probably heard this more than fifteen times, but it just proves how true it is. It's just really, really unfair. Everything that happened was nothing more than a lie. A torturous lie. I never did anything except to be faithful. I never doubted him. All the things I did, they were dedicated for him. Now that I think about it, the last part was so shallow. I was shallow. I could hit myself on the wall right now. To offer all the things I did, I made him sound like a god. I think I worshipped him. God, I'm really stupid.
There was no denying it. I was a sucker for Drew. He was the first guy I had a relationship with. And nonetheless, he was my first love. Actually, not really. But about the relationship thing, it was true.
I guess I was a little too ecstatic. And me being a hopeless romantic doesn't help. I believed that true love happens with the very first. I thought everything would fall in place, that it was as simple as it was in the books. It's not a good thing to read too much romance. I hoped for the impossible. And there's no one to blame but myself, except for him. After all, he did the mistake. He lied to me. But I guess how I feel right now was all my fault.
I should've known. My friends had problems like mine, it's more than common. How could I possibly think Drew would be any different? He had always been arrogant, it was fairly obvious. And he was a major chick magnet. He has so much fangirls that would do anything for him. It was right in my face, but I chose to ignore it. I always knew I was naïve, but I was just too dim with this one. You know how much I despise myself, right now?
But I detest Drew now more than ever. He broke my heart. It's a cliché line, isn't it? But he really did. First love, it's a sin. You'll feel in heaven at the start. You'll imagine your life like it was in those fairytales. Everything will be your dream come true. Then that perfect segment of your life will just suddenly shatter, crushed into what really is the reality. Something so horrible and unforgivable. I'm over-reacting a bit, but it'll really feel like that when with your puppy love.
Everything is just so awful, I hate love. But you know, I hate myself more.
Because after all he had done, I love Drew just as much as I loved him then.
I love the ending. It was absolutely unexpected. And no, there will be no sequel. At least not most likely. Maybe I will, but more or less, not.
And if you're getting tired of me writing the same kinda thing over and over again, so am I. All I ever write now are angst drabbles. I need other ideas.
