THE ART OF SACRIFICE

by Rosario   May 15, 2006


Love changed me the way i think, act and decide, sometimes, i even go against my pinciples and beliefs in life.

Loving doesnt mean ill be happy. Sometimes all it provides me is pain and misery.
Yet i was blinded by strong emotions that i fail to see reality.

Sometimes letting go is the answer and it hurts like hell. But soon i will realize that its better to see the person i love happy with someone else than lonely with me.

Its called sacrifice

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  • 17 years ago

    by Rosario

    Thank you mel

  • 19 years ago

    by Mel

    Wow! That was amazing, it really was. Well done.