I was living in a world where once marked, you can't love again. Once marked, the eyes turned red and the first to fall in love is you....well, in this case it was me.
I was marked when drunk. The person that marked me is unknown, probably living a life of promiscuity. I was just a collage student and the person that I liked...well...to say the least, would never glance my way... not in this lifetime or the next.
He was dating my sister.
I learned my lesson before multiple times... starting a new relationship, dating then breakup.... They all ended the same way and I always ended up getting hurt.
Never will I ever love again