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Migrants are the big economic winners from migration, because they move from countries in which workers are paid little to ones in which they are paid a lot. (Illustrations by Sam Island | OPED by Paul Collier)
It feels so empty without him.
She had a smile on her face, almost always. She didn’t know what are real tears, tears of real sadness.
Her heart never knew what is love.
Until she met him.
He had the most beautiful green eyes. He was Italian, living in small country, Serbia where she was born and where she grew up.
Her heart changed, it learned to love. She was happy, more than usual. She was in love.
He was lying, he was telling her many harsh things… but she was still blind, blind in love. She believed in his every word, even through she knew all his lies.
How many times have she fallen asleep next to him…? How many times..?
He cheated on her second day they got together. She decided to give him second chance.
Unfortunately, he got way too many second chances.
He cheated on her again, this time, he fell in love with that “other” girl. He cheated on her five months.
But still, she was there for him, every damn time.
They one-year anniversary arrived. It looked like he is whole new person. He was there for her, he wanted to spend time with her.
But it was too late.
Her skin was already covered with self cuts. Her eyes weren’t the same. Her smile disappeared. Forever.
After a year and a half of tears, pain and sadness she felt strong enough to break up. Why? She was close to death. And when you know you are there you fear nothing. You feel infinite. “life or relationship” - your chose.
They broke up.
Her tumblr got colors. she got better. she smiled again.
For how long?
They were “talking”. No way she could get over him like that.
She started to believe they can be together, again, because he’s a different man now…. But he wasn’t.
She saw all his lies once again, written in a simple text message.
"I need YOU. not her. i never loved her. I need only you, i love only you. we can be finally together. She was just a joke" - sent to that-girl-with-who-he-was-cheatong-on-her.
In that moment, she felt nothing. She wasn’t sad, she wasn’t crying, she wasn’t mad.
She was strong. After such a long time, she was strong.
She packed all the things that remind her of a year and a half spent loving him.
That was the last goodbye.
… I hope.