you hearted her but she made her pain a gift and gave it to someone who did deserve that !
Poem by Greek poet and writer Nikos Dimou: One way or another. One day we will be separated, by love, by death, by time. But I would likes us to be separated together. Not separately.
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Κι αν σου έλεγα πως δεν θα με ξαναδείς ποτέ;
It's better to be alone than be with the wrong person. Tomorrow you may wake up and be alone again. Maybe you didn't sleep inside someone's arms. But it's worse for those who wake up and don't know in whose arms they are.