Human hearts.
Known to be the strongest among them all but is the weakest.
Easily broken without weapons at all.
A few of the words, that all it takes.
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Human minds.
Known to be cleverest of them all but is the dumbest.
Easily manipulated without words at all.
A few the actions, that all it takes.
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Human souls.
Known to exist but doesn't.
Easily described by materialistic mouth.
Funny.
.
In the entire course of psychology, I've learned one thing and that is 'Human creates problems to solve one.'
Life must be as simple as it seems, but, humans has always been high on adrenaline that demands thrill, that demands excitement and that demands chaos itself.
Simple is not what human wants, unless that simplicity happens to be covered with complications around.
Human mind,
Creative. Executive. Destructive.
It can create, execute what has been created and destroy what has been created and executed.
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And we have no power over it.
Not at all.
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I've been fighting with my own mind for past three nights and two days. Every thought, every opinion, every solution and every emotion that I have consumed flew out as tears.
The people who had died because me, Emanuel, Valarie and everything that has taken away from me. Anger, anguish, pain and sorrows. Every single thought led me to, to,
Dark.
.
I, after all that we've been through two years ago or even a few days ago, I, I, I have fallen for him. He was rude, he was terrible, he was scary and he was destructive to me every day for a year. And yet, I have fallen for him.
.
And it is no good.
Me, falling in love, with Dark, is no good.
Because, everyone who I loved, died.
And I'd burn myself alive and bargain with death so it could never reaches Dark.
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DEAR, DARK
RomanceDark Grasso, An eldest Son. An heir to the Grasso business and industry. A head of Italian mafia transportation. A sociopath. Moon Diaz, The daughter of the Diaz mafia. A doctor and psychologist. An empath. When Moon runs away from her home...