He wasn't bad. In fact, she knew his heart was bigger than what people could ever imagine. They judged him by his reckless actions and his bold attitude—always putting on this careless façade.
However, the day she broke down all his walls, his true colors showed. The commotion that destroyed those around him; it was just the outside.
She had found that the real him was the eye of the hurricane, calm and hidden away, only for those who were daring enough to get past all the disaster he claimed to be.
She had been one of the few people in his life to get past all that and, quite frankly, it astonished him.
He was absolutely intrigued by the girl that put all her fears, all the things she'd heard, and all the things she'd witness him do aside just to decipher who he really was. Anybody who knew them would have said she was too good for him. Heck, even he thought so.
And yet, she didn't budge. She stood by his side through it all. Even when he pushed her away and made her suffer from the mess he'd make, she would work her way back in. She calmed him down. And if she couldn't do that on some days, he was still mesmerized by the fact she stayed just to listen. Just to be there, letting him know that to her, he was just a beautiful disaster.
After all, we all have a bit of a storm inside us. But that was the beauty of it all—everyone knows that a rainbow is always most appreciated after the biggest storms. Everyone knows sunshine is welcomed a lot more greatly after a long winter.
He was simply at that stormy stage. She knew that, eventually, the calm would come.
And when that day came, she wanted to be there to see it.
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Misconceptions
Short Story"They were addicted to reminiscing on the past." A book of deep thoughts and short scenes on both a girl and a boy who used to be in love. Metaphors, analogies, and all that good stuff included.
