Sorry , love that never existed

Put down everything that comes into your head and then you’re a writer. But an author is one who can judge his own stuff’s worth, without pity, and destroy most of it.” This heart will not be petted by anyone because my heart was dead to feel pleasure and happiness in love most of the love are forged and just sweet praise with counterfeit promises that caused this heart has died and my heart was buried with eulogy the lovers promises let it be because I've broken a thousand to seek the love that will never return . let this heart be numb for love and fall in love because in the end filled with sorrow and tears These tears are dry to me crying for love ,I am more than willing to live and die alone, no friends, and let me live like this if love is more painful than living alone .