I thought Shakespeare was mad. How could he say parting was such sweet sorrow when all I feel is hurt and pain, she left with my heart and there is nothing sweet about that.
She was the first woman I ever completely gave my heart to and now I really feel like I have no blood pumping in my veins. Why does loving someone completely have to be this hard when it ends?
All I can think of now, is love being the enemy even though it was the sweetest thing I ever experienced, but now that it is over, it is the saddest thing in the world and I don’t want to go through it again.
– May Okanigbe