My eighteenth year was so difficult.

You made yourself an enemy for life.

You are not fit to be my man.

Will it always be dark ?!

I want somebody I can connect to.

A follow up to http://authspot.com/short-stories/a-story-to-share/

You are yet to know the real me.

I never wanted us to be apart.

You are just simply cruel.

We can no longer be friends.