BWWM
Adora Rossi, emotionally unavailable girl, doesn't know how to communicate her feelings, uses sex as an excuse to not talk about them and solve all of her problems.
Danté Altieri, a romantic at heart, even if the romance he grew up with...didn...
Heartbleed: [heart-bleed]adjective The feeling of being incomplete, like you have no purpose left in this world. Losing the one person who makes your heartbeat, can also make it bleed. The blood isn't just physical, it's emotional. Your emotions are being drained from you as this feeling of complete sadness and loss takes over you.
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What is a soulmate?
According to google it's a person with whom one has a feeling of deep or natural affinity. The word soulmate seems...fake. I never really believed there was a such thing as a soulmate. I thought there was this one person we settled for in the end, not someone who was meant for us. If you'd ask me who was my soulmate, I'd tell you it's Danté Altieri, but whether or not I am his...I couldn't tell you. I don't deserve to be with him, especially after what I've done. I was a coward, I didn't fight for us. But I did it for him. I'd do anything for him.
I ruined something perfect because I couldn't stand the thought of anything happening to him. But in the end, I happened. If it wasn't for me his heart wouldn't bleed.
He's the fuoco ardente nel mio cuore, the raging fire in my heart. The fire continues to burn for him. Eventually you need to blow out the flame because the flame causes the candle to die. Over time the candle gets smaller and smaller and soon it becomes....nothing. I didn't want or love to die, so I saved it.
At least I thought I did
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How do you know you're in love? How do you know when to let them go? How do you know if they ever truly loved you back?
That's the thing, I don't know. I felt a deep connection to her, I always thought about her, I worried about her all the time.
We never know our true feelings for someone until we lose them. I didn't lose her, but it felt like it. She's la mia Fiamma, mi amore, quella che fa battere il mio cuore.
The love I felt for her was like no other. This, this was real.
But real things can seem fake, and all things come to an end.
