Ultraviolence -Damiano David

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"He sings awful. I can't understand how they won."

My boyfriend John, told me while we were watching Damiano on tv.

He is so handsome.
I have a lot of memories with him. Memories that i will never forget.
He was my first love.

It's impossible to forget him.
He helped me so much.
He made me a better person.

"It was their biggest dream"

I love them all. We were all friends, especially with Victoria.

She is the sweetest.

It's my fault that I never talked to them after my breakup with Damiano.
We were kids, it was inevitable.

I had to move on to London for my studies and of course he couldn't stay with me.

Now he is engaged to a very sweet girl.

I know that he doesn't know anything about my anymore. He doesn't even know that i'm back to Italy and i'm working like a teacher .

"He is so ugly and weird. I don't like him."

"John, he is very talented."

"He is your ex."

I choose not to answer and with quick steps I head for the kitchen.
I'm really hangry so i have to cook something.

Pasta looks an incredible idea.

My thoughts go back to him.
I'm so happy for him. For them.

"Why are you smiling alone? Are you crazy?"
John makes fun of me, all the time.

"You are right. I was thinking about something."

....

I woke up at 7:00 am as usual.
Being a teacher is difficult.

With fast steps, i'm trying to get dressed without waking up John.

I grab my keys from the table and I tiptoe out of the house.

Driving for ten minutes when i hear a familiar song on the radio.

I wanna be your slave

I wanna be your master

I wanna make your heart beat

Run like rollercoasters

I wanna be a good boy

I wanna be a gangster

'Cause you can be the beauty

And I could be the monster

I love you since this morning

Not just for aesthetic

I wanna touch your body

So fucking electric

I'm in love with this song, is a masterpiece.

I sing the lyrics softly as I play the rhythm with my fingers.

Everything is perfect when my car stops abruptly.

My face gets serious and I start to worry. I try to start the car again but nothing happens.

I'm screaming about how unlucky I am.
I get out of the car and get even more anxious when I see that the time has passed.
I am quite late and no passerby stops to help.

I go up and down restlessly and keep cursing karma.

The moment I look for someone to help me, my body hits something hard and I scream.

"Stella?"

A familiar voice is heard next to me and I raise my head in shock.

"Dam...Damiano?"

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I apologize for any mistakes. My English is not perfect so if someone can help me to correct any mistakes would be perfect.

I know it's small part but trust the process.
Byeee!❤️