π Armin van Buuren π
I couldn’t hold my tears when I was reading the last post you posted. I’ll never love anyone like I loved you.
I knew you were the one, but I couldn’t help my ego to be thrown away. You had taken me for granted.
A revengeful heart had to be satisfied. I meant to hurt you but not to humiliated you. I was selfish and spiteful.
I’m sorry.
I mean it.
One thing you need to understand, I was SO hurt by you, all torn up it left a scar.
I’m afraid being in love thanks to you. Because I know, I’ll be debilitated. I can’t let anything bring me down.
Not even you.
So I packed my love, my bitter, my blue, and my fear. I wrapped it with beautiful cold hearted smile and a hint of anger. I keep it hidden in a safe box.
I didn’t trow away the key, coz I hoped you found and opened it. And you could understand it and treasured it.
But now I lost the key.
Do you have my key ?







