Everyone has a love story to tell. However I have three. I've loved, I've been loved, I have hurt, I've been hurt and I've broken , I've been broken. Love is a cycle. It comes and goes and it goes on. There is always a time When you meet Mr right, Mr wrong and then a guy Mr Wrongest. For a second you stop and realise, " Wait what am I doing with my life, I left the best guy in search of better and now Iam left with choices I can barely call good." This is my story. The story of love, regrets and choices.