She was an innocent girl with an innocent smile, but she lived in an ugly world and among ugly people; not ugly by appearance, but ugly by nature. She knew who he was, but she was willing to give him a chance. She heard, "they are all the same" but she saw the good in him, the only side he projected. He promised her, he said he was different, she believed him.
She gave him everything, and he took it, but he never gave it back, he left her broken, not in two, but in pieces. She cried, swore and never again. An innocent girl, turned cold, changed and became one with the ugly world, deep down still pretty, still innocent, outside, ugly, just to stay sane.
