Hooray for you if you figured out what aishiteru means!

I hadn’t given much thought to what true love was because my only memory of love, which in this case was vague and distorted, was when someone had broke me. I had very much considered that he would be the man of my dream, and that it was fate that brought us together. I never believed in coincidences…nor have I ever thought that fate would be so full of mysteries along the way and that man kind could change fate any day. It was like going against the a wave’s current and unexpectedly making it out alive. If he lived, fate would change directions and in this case, he changed the way my life was and broke me in half.
And until then, I realized he never loved me but he wasn’t hating me either. He was using me. Using me as a tool for something; like an experiment, but he broke me before I could take a step further.
True love – in that second – was what hurt me the most. Love was just a game; something to do when you were stupidly bored.