Love, something I've never really thought too deeply about. Hell I really didn't even realize how serious it was, or would become. As a kid it was something I was very intrigued by, but never really got to experience. Of course I tried to be with someone, and it would never happen. Then 6th grade rolled around and I was in a relationship, we ended things as quickly as they started. In 8th grade I began to date someone that would change my perspective on life for years to come.
She hurt me.
I can't talk about this. Not now.
After that relationship, I was afraid. Afraid of love, feelings, being touched in anyway. It still leaves me like this now. But I got better over months. My brain still needed a distraction from the pain it was dealing with, something to make me happy.
A boy.
One that peaked my interest unlike any other person had, or would. He would become the center of my world, my every thought and reason to smile.
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Through The Eyes Of A Hopeless Romantic
RomanceEdik Heodeon, a 15 year old boy who's fallen for the wrong guy. He'll face things he's never thought of, feel things he didn't know he could and meet people he didn't think existed. A story of wrong love and right love. Wanting to feel emotions the...
