Now here I amOne last step to tomorrow
One last step from my past
I've always dreamed to go to America...
But not like this!
Here I am
Once again found myself leaving
For the exact reason I moved here 3 years ago...
New life.
My Aunt thinks it would be best for me to leave England
She wants me to start a new life
Everything here keeps remind me of Martin
I've been crying ever since
That's why she wants to get ride off me
She's been trying to get me out of here asap
Of course I know why she wants me out
because no one can stands me
no one really
"Martin, why did you have to stole my heart at the first time?"
"And why do you have to take it with you forever?!"
I probably look like a lunatic right now
Talking to a death person in a cemetery surely not the best impression you could get from people
But why do I have to care anyway?
I don't even have anything good left on me
"Gosh, Martin!"
"Why did you have to left so early?!"
"Why did you have to-"
"I'm sorry."
"I missed you!"
"I love you so much"
"I wanted us to be together again!"
"As Impossible as it sounds,I want to be here with you"
"But, I have to go"
"I can't stand here any longer..."
"As much as I love you, I have to continue with my life..."
"I don't even know if I actually had one"
"Everything that I loved left me empty."
"Since you took the last piece of me and buried it with you.... I felt like there's a hole in my heart that nothing can ever filled in."
"I hope this weren't the last flowers I gave you..."
"Someday,I might go back and visit you..."
"This were NOT a goodbye! it's just see you later."
And here I am
Alone once again
At least, I did learn something from this
I was cursed that everything that I loved will left me
I must stay away from it
I can't risk another person' s life
Maybe..., Love is just a no for me
Maybe..., I don't deserved love or to be loved.
Maybe..., it's best for me to be left alone
After all, I have nothing.
Maybe I do need to move from here
Maybe Auntie was right
I can't stand people looking at me with pity in their eyes
I'm going to live with my Uncle in California
He is my mother's older brother
I remember when he used to visit me and my sister every Christmas in Italy
I remember when we are all in the kitchen, since Nona' s house were so big and the kitchen in Italy are always the heart of the home
I remember the first time, I try to make pasta dough
I remember when everyone were so busy in the kitchen making a sauce
it was actually or maybe the last beautiful memory of Italy I had in mind
Everything was so perfect
I had the perfect life, perfect family, perfect school, I even have some friends!
But Everything that's perfect can't last, right?
I'm going to America
I'm going to live with my Uncle
I hope he still remember me
I'm gonna finish my senior year there
I never even thought about it
One more year of school and that's it
No more shit!
*******
I'm sorry if I had the grammar wrong, english is not my spoken language.
So yeah,I don't know if someone actually reading this book,I know it sucks but yeah
Hope you like it
Xoxo
-V

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