Part 6
It all started with the B word but not the rude one I use while scrolling over my ex’s girlfriend’s insta, it’s when I know his name which started with B and you can know it easily when you type the name of a tree which started with B on google, but instead of calling him by his real name, I called him Big Tree though he’s not so big and literally not a tree, and it goes on and on till he called me Babe and I knew that I fell for this guy and I thought he fell for me too. But in a blink of an eye when our ego started to grow bigger than our love, when the bond started to loose and when our kisses got colder than before, I knew that as much as I want to say “I love you” every single time, he also wanted to bitch me and told me to back off. I thought it was my mistakes, I thought that I’m not good enough and I just can’t stop blame myself, but I just forgot that perhaps this happened for something better than this.







