He believed in true love, he believed in sincerity and dedication.
He believed that there’s someone out there who could love him with his imperfections.
He dreamt about the light touch, the soft kiss, the deep look and the tender hug.
He thought it was worth the fight, but he found himself all alone in a destructed battlefield.
He shouted his lungs out, but silence is all he could hear, no matter how hard he tried.
He was tied by the rules, “fat, too skinny, socially awkward, fashion disaster, poor, nerd…”
His heart had no voice, no pulse, no life anymore.
He felt unworthy of the fairytale love that he always dreamt about.