Seven Years
Seven years of love and hate. Seven years of hello and goodbye. Seven years of tears and smiles. Yes, seven years. All through these years, I do not know which ones are true and which ones are not. I am too confused between the truth and the lies about us. Are we pretending all these times? Are we even truly been in love at all? I doubt. This is all just a play pretend. A fiction we both created that we both thought we needed. This is love and stupidity combined. Yes, seven years. Seven long years.













