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Breakup is usually seen as the point where you plan to end your relationship but for people who had experienced it will surely verify that it’s not just a point but is actually a whole process. Breakup is the period when you try to get over the person you are attached to so strongly. The several nights you stay up to find what went wrong, the emptiness around when you see two people walking hand in hand at streets, the hatred you develop for yourself. The feeling on the thought of someone holding her hand, the feeling that there is nothing you can do about it, everything is breakup, it is like breaking up from the person you really were and no matter what you claim, you cannot be the same person again. It’s not that people didn’t break up before you and there will be many after you also but the question always remain with no answers   Why me?

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