No Idea..

I always thought I'd be the kind of girl to fall head over heels for that boy. The one who made me smile and laugh and ultimately made me, me. The boy who made me push myself to the limit to accomplish goals and become a better person. The guy who loves me because I'm me. I always thought I'd love and trust him relentlessly. Always.

Truth is, I remember being that girl. When I felt like I lived in the clouds and I believed that simply because I loved him we would live happily ever after. I thought that's all it took.

Then came the boy.

and the first time 'love' hit me. 'Love' was taller than me with perfect brown hair and perfect brown eyes. And he hit me with his two perfect hands and betrayed me with his also perfect lies.

And just like that she fell from the clouds and became the girl who feared love but carelessly used the word anyhow because it sounded nice.